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At work, one of my favorite clients is named John. John's favorite job to do is "bottles." This consists of him picking up a spray cap and screwing it onto the top of a bottle. He will do this for hours and never break from his smile.
Whenever John sees that he will, indeed, be working on bottles, he grins like a madman, tosses his hand over his mouth, and nearly screams, "I LOVE THESE BOTTLES, I LOVE THESE BOTTLES, I LOVE THESE BOTTLES!!!!!" over and over again while CHARGING to his seat.
When I see snow like this I sort of wish I was impaired so that no one would think it odd of me to stand outside screaming, "I LOVE THESE SNOWFLAKES, I LOVE THESE SNOWFLAKES, I LOVE THESE SNOWFLAKES!"
Whenever John sees that he will, indeed, be working on bottles, he grins like a madman, tosses his hand over his mouth, and nearly screams, "I LOVE THESE BOTTLES, I LOVE THESE BOTTLES, I LOVE THESE BOTTLES!!!!!" over and over again while CHARGING to his seat.
When I see snow like this I sort of wish I was impaired so that no one would think it odd of me to stand outside screaming, "I LOVE THESE SNOWFLAKES, I LOVE THESE SNOWFLAKES, I LOVE THESE SNOWFLAKES!"