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One dark and stormy night the captain sat down and said to the mate…

14 June, 2006
Posted in: Work

Me: Gosh, the weather is really creepy.  It feels like a fairy tale.  I’m half expecting a forest to grow up around us for 100 years.  

Single colleague: 100 years, that’s about how long it will take the handsome prince to come alright.

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  1. pog says

    15 June, 2006 at 10:39

    Tell me about it .. hmf.

  2. Peggy says

    15 June, 2006 at 11:00

    Yep.
    Some people would give all they have to clean baby vomit off their office clothes in the morning.
    Our lives are so fulfilled.

  3. belgianwaffle says

    18 June, 2006 at 23:55

    Pog, sometimes my heart bleeds for you as I wash the vomit off my clothes. As Peggy points out, our lives are so fulfilled.

  4. pog says

    19 June, 2006 at 16:03

    Hmm. I guess at least I only have to wash off my own vomit. Ahem.

  5. belgianwaffle says

    19 June, 2006 at 22:25

    Yeah, that’s fun.

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