*whimper*

Note to self: teasing others only leads to your own brain going places it shouldn't.

*apologizes profusely to bubblesbrnaid*

Cause Pirates of the NASCAR Circuit is just WRONG. And my brain needs to shut up now.

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My shirt is musty and right under my nose, so I can smell it. *pouts* Dang me forgetting to wash the winter wear before wearing.

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Due to research (for I am a sad, sad person), I can say with confidence that Stanton Barrett, Mr. Stuntman himself, will in fact be on the November 9th episode of America's Next Top Model. The episode's title? The Girl Who Wrecks The Car. Poor Stuntman.

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The fun part of my day has arrived: I'm standing in the front office peeling glue off the wall with a butter knife!

And I just got to walk into a boss's office and say "Jack, when you get time, can you come up front and peel 'P' off the wall?" (Say it out loud and you get the drift of what he heard.)

And now that I have you all confused, I'm removing the name of a company from the wall. They used to lease space from us and then moved.

ETA: Proving that I am, in fact, a guy at heart: Female coworker comes up front, sees the 'p' still on the wall and says "About time you took down that sign". Two male coworkers come up front, see the 'p' on the wall and say "Hee. There's 'p' on the wall". And then run through every permutation of "There's 'p' on the wall." that they can think of.