What? I'm not allowed to hit people? Wesley: Not people capable of genocide. Angel: Those are exactly the types of people I should be allowed to hit!

'Just Rewards (2)'


Spike's Bitches 40: Buckle Up, Kids! Daddy's Puttin' the Hammer Down.  

[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.


NoiseDesign - Mar 31, 2008 9:07:21 am PDT #2491 of 10001
Our wings are not tired

Maybe the fax line at MM's work is forwarding calls to another line when it is busy and this woman just has really bad timing and always tries to fax when another fax is coming in.

I'd say I'm playing Devil's Advocate but we all know I'm actually just the Devil.


Sean K - Mar 31, 2008 9:09:19 am PDT #2492 of 10001
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty

We have photgraphic evidence of that.


Laga - Mar 31, 2008 9:09:21 am PDT #2493 of 10001
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.

bonny I really like "A ReWritten Life". Maybe just leave off the part after the colon, or move it to the faq.


Miracleman - Mar 31, 2008 9:12:18 am PDT #2494 of 10001
No, I don't think I will - me, quoting Captain Steve Rogers, to all of 2020

I may have to shoot either myself or everyone in the office.

They do one of those "Let's celebrate everybody's birthday on one day in that month!" deals because they're cheap careless bastards or something.

Today is "F"'s birthday. Or it's in March. Who cares?

Specially for "F", after they call over the intercom "Hey, come have cake EVERYBODY!" (special emphasis on EVERYBODY) they hand everyone a sheet of paper. On which paper is a filk. No, really. Somebody found a mangled version of "My Favorite Things" from "The Sound of Music" that pokes fun at old people and we had to sing the fucking thing for "F".

I hate offices. Like, three people in the office thought this would be the very pinnacle of "fun" and "comedy" and the end result is fifteen people mumbling off-tune trying to get through this excruciating exercise so they can have some goddamn cake already while "F" looks bewildered and the organizers of this travesty look vaguely put out that it doesn't match their wondrous vision of how this would end up.

I left without cake. I needed curb the urge to slay everyone involved with a File-O-Dex then bash my own brains out by slamming it repeatedly in the fire door.

What have I done with my life?


Laga - Mar 31, 2008 9:14:05 am PDT #2495 of 10001
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.

MM, when did you start working for Dunder Mifflin?


NoiseDesign - Mar 31, 2008 9:14:47 am PDT #2496 of 10001
Our wings are not tired

Looking forward to the Halloween Horror Nights install? It's only a few months away.


Miracleman - Mar 31, 2008 9:15:18 am PDT #2497 of 10001
No, I don't think I will - me, quoting Captain Steve Rogers, to all of 2020

MM, when did you start working for Dunder Mifflin?

All offices are Dunder Mifflin. Dunder Mifflin is all offices.

Great C'thulhu, the ultimate Office Manager, sleeps in Deep R'lyeh awaiting the Quarterly Meeting at which point he will awaken and Downsize the Universe.


Laga - Mar 31, 2008 9:17:23 am PDT #2498 of 10001
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.

Looking forward to the Halloween Horror Nights install? It's only a few months away.

Ooh maybe it'll rain again


hippocampus - Mar 31, 2008 9:18:12 am PDT #2499 of 10001
not your mom's socks.

What have I done with my life?

obviously, you need more flare(TM)


Miracleman - Mar 31, 2008 9:20:15 am PDT #2500 of 10001
No, I don't think I will - me, quoting Captain Steve Rogers, to all of 2020

Looking forward to the Halloween Horror Nights install? It's only a few months away.

Ooh maybe it'll rain again

That would be awesome.

No, I'm not kidding.

I am weirdly infuriated and depressed by this. My day didn't start off sucky enough, I have to deal with fucktard cow-orkers with Schiavo level brain liquidity chivvying me to sing some shitty song they found on the Internet? For some store-bought chocolate cake?

Seriously?

Where are the cameras? This can't be real, can it? Alan Funt is behind a wall saying "Dude, he looks like he's going to stroke out, go tell him it's a joke. Yes, 'right now', look at the guy! You wanna lawsuit on our hands?"

Right?

...

Right?