So I’m sitting at my desk and I start smelling grape. Not grapes, but the sickly sweet artficial grape that wafts around when someone’s eating grape candy. When I turne around to look for what’s going on my coworker holds out a glass with a few ounces of water in it and it absolutely reeks [...]
More retarded shit from work
The Night(mare) Before Christmas (at Tuan’s house!)
’twas the night before Christmas and all through his bowels the sausage was stirring and fouling the house Â
