This is me being nice

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It's probably just a compulsion. You can't possibly be held responsible and I forgive you.

Thank you, my sponsor keeps telling me to find new outlets for my behavior. He suggests things like babysitting newborns, rescuing rescue animals, pillow fighting with employees of Kroger, talking to plants, piercing my frontal lobe with an ice pick...so on and so forth. Let's face it though, that bastard is just another big liar, so what does he know what I need?
 
Thank you, my sponsor keeps telling me to find new outlets for my behavior. He suggests things like babysitting newborns, rescuing rescue animals, pillow fighting with employees of Kroger, talking to plants, piercing my frontal lobe with an ice pick...so on and so forth. Let's face it though, that bastard is just another big liar, so what does he know what I need?

I know what you need. I know what everyone needs. Everyone but me.
 
I'm often tempted to just eat a piece of butter all by itself, but guilt sets in so I smear it over a pancake and smother it with syrup.

Are you a fan of real Maple Syrup, or just the generic kind? How about Jam or Jelly? With melted butter, everything is better.
 
You work for a major corporation, don't you? I'd recommend a colon cleanse, but nothing abates those fuckers once they are in there.

It's the Internet. Of course I do.

I got spoken to for having the 2nd highest internet usage in the company. I told them I will try harder to get to number one.
 
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