You finish that sentence and I'm going to skull fuck you into submission...then eat your brains.
Chad just gave me the "workin' hard, hardly workin" schpeel. I HATE that shit. You can alawys spot it a million miles away, but never do anything about it.
The ultimate small talk faux pas. Did you threaten him with death and humiliation?
Nooo. I threatened him with death and a lovely Quiche. Of course I threatened him with death and humiliation!
Sarcasm noted. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to get back to holding up this cubicle wall, while looking awesome in my old man sweater.
