Just a quickie today.
Like I'm capable of anything else.
25 seconds is a long time, right?
I believe I've digressed.
Some of my loyal readers may know that I sit in the same cube here at work with my friend, Kristin.
I call her my 'friend' because she has yet to show me her boobies which may or may not jeopardize that relationship.
On a related note:
Nothing in history was ever accomplished without taking risks.
We work with another woman in this group.
For the sake of argument, I'll change her name her to protect her identity.
Hereafter she shall be called:
Breastus Giganticus Titterrific Enormicus Boobie Rex (BGTEBR).
Kinda rolls right off the tongue, doesn't it?
That's what she said.
Seriously...those things could fucking crush cars.
I would post pictures of her, but I won't in the interest of protecting her anonymity.
Plus, the ones I took while hiding in the girls' locker room came out all fuzzy.
Perhaps I've said too much.
BGTEBR actually has a cube right next to the one Kristin and I share.
She's never in it.
But these two are:
Elmo and a Teddy Bear.
How fucking precious.
But not for long.
I sit in the next cube.
Here's what they ended up looking like after the first five minutes of moving next door:
I always thought Elmo seemed a little light in the loafers.
These things stayed that way for about a week.
Until I noticed that she had moved them back.
Big Breasted Party Pooper.
I'm sure she knows it's me who did it.
But I'm not afraid.
As long as she keeps those giant cans away from my car, I should be okay.