'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
The guy who's living life larger than life over the cube wall is now admitting to have eaten human flesh. I just...I don't even.
Hopefully he didn't kill anyone to get the human flesh.
Was the human flesh he ate off a dead person? Discarded tissue from a live person? We need to know!
Was it his own? In what fucking context?
Somebody did just send me a link to an article from the Harvard Business Review that combines a zombie metaphor with analysis of workplace pitfalls. Is he shuffling around and moaning?
Was it his own?
Yeah, that too.
In what fucking context?
Hopefully, no fucking was involved.
A while ago I saw a brownie pan that was designed so every piece had at least one edge.
That would be no good in my family, because the space doesn't look big enough to ice the brownies. (My family like cakey brownies with frosting.)
He's the one who questioned my Firefly cred. He's the one that fed live goats to his 18+ foot snakes. He gets UV-visible tattoos. He got his porn BBSs shut down by the government. He...he...just, I don't even know.
And, NO, I'm not having the conversation. I fell for it when y'all needed more details about the goat, and that cost me 20 minutes out of my lunch hour. Never again.
If you tell me he cut off his own penis, sauteed and ate it, I call shenanigans.
He's the one who questioned my Firefly cred. He's the one that fed live goats to his 18+ foot snakes. He gets UV-visible tattoos. He got his porn BBSs shut down by the government. He...he...just, I don't even know.
OK, the "liar" theory seems likely now....
And, let me say for the record, there is something to be said for having librarians as coworkers. Some minor excesses of cute cat stories, but nobody of the dangerous-crazy variety.
Is he Bob from the office down the hall?