Holy eff.
You won't be able to say that anymore!
Also, congratulations!
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Holy eff.
You won't be able to say that anymore!
Also, congratulations!
Anyone know a way to use typical office supplies, caffeine, and sudafed to quickly produce a tranquilize?
put a thumbtack point up in your shoe. whenever you start getting nervous, just press your toe on the thumbtack and concentrate on the pain. You won't have the mental space to be nervous.
...that's too hard-core for me. But remind me never to try and torture you to get the secret nuclear plans.
I thought that was how to beat a polygraph.
my 68-year-old dad got his first tattoo. ON HIS NECK. (I actually think that the tat itself looks fantastic; I just have some doubts about the placement.
Are those his initials?
They are. Like you said, just in case...
That's terrific, Aims!
I'm at work and already having a day. For some reason the minor work frictions that normally fly beneath my radar are totally up in my face today. I think I'll take myself out to lunch, and try to drown my rising tide of snark under fried wontons.
This morning I had to reset my password, then Outlook decided to freak out over that. Now our network is down and our issue tracking program had a hissy fit while I was doing the one bit of work I could still do.
I think I'm getting a double dose of Monday.
That is awesome, Aims! Go you.
You just need to find the cache of tranquilizer darts hidden in your office, Dana. Or is that just Jack Bauer? It's a while since I've worked in an office setting.
I thought that was how to beat a polygraph.
It works for that, too.
It works for that, too.
I thought Mythbusters said no.