i love my job...i have craft hour at my desk w twizzlers
can u grab me a application
i just called corporate taco bell to ask about the life span of a chicken burrito.
I opened a jar of Ragu so I could use it as a cup. You tell me how it's going.
there's another hole in my ceiling...someone fell through the attic this time....
You did a strip tease for the toilet.
have the fact that the early bird is danced upon by the prettiest strippers be your motivation
pregamed for the floor meeting. so stoned. i keep thinking my RA is shrinking.
If by "in control" you mean him showing-up to work wasted, calling a customer a "fuckstick," and getting fired on the spot? Then yes, he is.
He put crushed up bacon in the joint and now we're listening to the Matilda soundtrack I have no idea what's going on
We ended up debating which Food Network host would do best in porn.
and i do believe that will be the last time you send me a photograph of our mother in her underwear.
What's the point of bringing a Jack and Coke to work if my boss is just gonna piss and moan about me day drinking again?
uh...sober saturday NEVER has a good ring to it.
and then you proceeded to throw soup at him for calling you a bitch...a CAN of soup...
Basically, I am an endless fountain of unconvential sexual experiences and knowledge.
Randomize
