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Scott and Katrina march on...
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| Apparently not. You'd think we'd eventually get wherever we're going and maybe do something interesting... | |
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| I could write a book about humorous occurrences in the workplace. I could call it "Dogbert's Texas Chain Saw Square Dance Massacre." | |
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| "You beat your meat, you got two left feet, but you're never gonna know 'til you ask her..." | |
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| I didn't know you were a fan of The Fools. Personally, I always preferred "Kill for the Devil." | |
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| "You smell like a skunk, you're a pecker when you're drunk. Now we're gonna go a little faster..." | |
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