The title of this post is the most common phrase around the new workplace. We make a lot of terrible jokes at each others’ expense and sometimes someone crosses the line, followed by someone else pouting, and that catchphrase above. Happens all the time! So, to anyone reading the posts below and assuming I’m out to get anyone: “aw, come on…” All in good fun.
To whit: Three of us are taking some kickboxing classes. Here’s some nice thoughts about me. Haven’t gotten permission to post what I or others have been drawing of each other yet, so let’s keep it narcissistic, shall we? Why not, this whole stupid blog has my name all over it…oh, and the crappiest drawings are mine. Because who has time for this crap?!
Oh, this is us deciding that IF I were to dress as Lady Gaga in a meat dress for Hallowe’en, I’d be too cheap to buy real meat:
We also did a whack of horribly cruel (sometimes just plain horrible) memes of each other. Here’s a few of my personal faves (all about me, of course, as we don’t want to out the dainty flowers I work with – they shall remain anonymous):
dang…how do I end this post anyway?…TAH-DAAAAAAAAHHH!?
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