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MW
Freak du Jour
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Joined: 22 Dec 2004
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 Posted: 10/07/05 - 09:49 Post subject: Rant only. Nothing to see.
Dear Co-Workers in General:
Start ponying up some cash or the snacks will stop. Period.
To Crazy Cat Lady:
Unless you want to mail the package yourself, the box will get to Maj. Tom when I get to the f-ing post office. No. We're not sending Tasty Cakes. I explained to you already SIX TIMES that tasty cakes will get stale on the way. It's Iraq. Like....110 degrees. No. We're not. No. No. Because he asked for Twizzlers, Wheat Thins, and hard candy. If he wanted Tasty Cakes, he'd have asked for them.
And while we're at it, it would be grand if you would just chew that cashew up and swallow it rather than rolling it around your mouth garbling your words while we discuss ...yet again...Maj. Tom's Box.
To The People who Love me:
Please. One question per e-mail until I wake up.
To My Boss:
Please don't call me, ask me to call someone else and leave you a voicemail as to the information gained in the call. Call him yourself and get the information first hand.
To Anyone Who Cares:
I smell cigarettes somewhere and I want one. Right. now.
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