Dear Captain Jack,
Okay. Here we go then. There's this guy, and I like him a lot. I'm not talking like I want to make the beast with two backs or nothing, but he's a nice dude and I value his bon mots, even though we are just online "friends". You couldn't see me make the air quotes, but imagine that I quoted the hell out of the air just then.
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*Looks at Jack*
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Gwen's purse spilled on the floor.
Gwen, you'd better pick up all your chocolates and menstrual things.
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Would you like a sweet? There's a tin on my desk.
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BLUE is for coconut!
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Women are born knowing that putting a tin of Quality Street on our workstations means men will stand at the edge of our desks with their junk at eye level several times a day.
Sacred feminine oath. I'm doomed when my mates read this.
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FUCKING
LOVE
QUALITY
STREET
(in tins)
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HAVE TWO.
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You need a blog called ask_abouttoffee, just to keep up with the sugar babies.
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I'm supposed to sexually harrass you!
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It's like that scene in Legally Blonde where she breaks the UPS driver's nose.
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It's just sharing the sexy around a bit.
Like choccies, workplace sexual harassment is for sharing.
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...Do many rift spikes emerge in people's pants?
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