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| Into that storage closet, fucker. | |
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| Well, this is highly irregular office procedure. I'm fairly certain that hiring a hitman to kill me clearly qualifies as some prosecutable form of harassment. | |
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| Wait--what are you doing? Get your hands off...off... uhh...mmmmmm... | |
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| Just relax and imagine yourself floating down a river of mineral oil. | |
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| ...and now he keeps sending me candy and flowers every day even though I suffer from hay fever and my doctor warned me that my blood sugar level-- | |
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| YAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAA!!!!!! | |
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