overheard this from same sad miserable twit of a cow-orker who saw fit in hollering at fellow cow-orker from her cube farm:
cow: eh calvin you DIDN'T go to the d & d huh?
calvin: uh..
cow: why you didn't go? you said you going?
calvin: ...
if i were given three wishes right now, one of which is someone permanently disabling that twit's massive gob. or brain.
on second thoughts, she doesn't have much of a brain left to begin with.
as enscribed by the letter b @ August 10, 2004 06:23 AM