A very Val-speak sort of woman called into my office this afternoon to inquire what the odd, like, plastic, like, card with (Company I Work For)'s name on it was doing, like, in, like, her car
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"No, ma'am, nothing will happen at all. Well, aside from the hoard of invisible eyeball-eating demons that will be released from the dark and evil bowels of your glove compartment and chew your face off tonight after you fall asleep. Have a nice day."
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