Sometimes I like my job.
And by 'sometimes' I mean 'never ever ever never.'
Except this one time.
I opened my work's Instant Message program to talk to one of the developers.
Because my day isn't complete without homosexually cyber-sexing a 400 pound man in a Jurassic Park t-shirt.
Don't judge. These people need lovin', too.
The last time I used Instant Messenger to talk to a developer here, it didn't work out so well and involved a spontaneous discussion about cock rings.
Regardless, this guy's name is Chris.
Anyway, here's how it went:
I called him Christ.
So I laugh at myself for catching my mistake:
"Yes, my son."
Then I went off to Google "omnipotent" because, honestly, sometimes I just throw things out there and hope they stick.
Yes that's a penis reference.
Christ knows what I'm talkin' about.
Jurassic Park shirts are HOT.