Reminds me of when I was working at a Jack-in-the-box in the 1970’s, back when the speaker box was the head of Jack. Around 2 am (we were 24 hours on weekends) I hear a bunch of banging over the speaker. I stick my head out the window to look and see some drunk with a baseball bat going to town on Jack. Completely destroyed the head. I always remember part of Jack’s head bouncing down the drive-thru lane.
He tried to sue himself but he didn’t have a leg to stand on.
I love Louie. So much like my Lab
Hair today, gone tomorrow
I LOVE meatloaf sandwiches, especially as a leftover. However, I also make my own meatloaf and everyone raves about it. So there is that.
I’m sorry, but reading the latest update about your friend’s mother’s cousin twice removed on Facebook doesn’t count
Well, I see where Michael Avenatti got his inspiration to become an attorney
Some people just can’t help themselves.
When I worked for a sales company, three of us recreated our area of the floor in to the No Stress Zone. We brought in a desktop waterfall with sound effects, played soft Hawaiian music, even had an inflatable palm tree. Every Friday we would have tropical smoothies brought in. Every time our manager would come in to dump on us, we just pointed to the sign. Eventually she stopped coming into our department. Of course the fact that our business-to-business sales went through the roof might have helped as well.
Opus, there is this new invention called a LIGHTSWITCH. You just click and (GASP!) you can see where you’re sitting.