I had one for her.
09Jun08
Conehead – “Hey. Want a brownie?”
Chica in Marketing – “No, thanks.”
Valancy Jane – “That’s a filthy lie, [Chica in Marketing]. EVERYONE wants a brownie.”
Chica in Marketing – “Well, of course I do want one, I just don’t need one.”
Conehead – “Nobody NEEDS one. Just run up the stairs two at a time and then you can eat all the brownies you want.”
Valancy Jane – “I think you’re seriously underestimating how many brownies I want.”
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We all need co-workers to offer us brownies. It should be a law.
Where do I sign the petition? Can I just sign your boobs?
Do you even have to ask if you can sign my boobs?
I think with all of the walking you’ve been doing, you deserve a pan of brownies.
Amber – It’s just that you have a tattoo of a release form on your butt.
Colsy – I couldn’t agree more.
Oh that! That’s to touch my butt not to sign my boobs. If you read the clause of the release form on my butt, you are actually excluded from having to sign it. I had them add that on later when it became too much work asking you to sign it EACH time you touched my ass. You sure are handsy.
I was touching it to get you to hold still long enough for me to read it. But man, when you start dancing, you never stop, do you?
I learned from the best Ms. Shimmy Fest 2007. You still have your tiara?
I had it restrung into jewelry for my naughty bits.