Shut up. I'm pretty.
Never ever EVER thought I would say this at work.
Guess I was wrong. That's what happens when you stare pointedly at the photocopier for 5 minutes, wondering why your printing hasn't shown up yet. "But I hit print! I don't understand it!"
"Um..."
"I mean, come on! Is everything broken and stupid around here?"
"Um..."
"For the love of... Oh, wait. Wait. Is this... Is this the photocopier?"
"Um... yeah. So, you have a master's degree, right?"
"..."
Good times. Happy it's Friday.
Also, speaking of chocolate, went grocery shopping. They had no Skor bites. I was sad, because I had a whole "perfect sundae" virtual exploded view diagram in my head, of which Skor bites were an integral part. My blood sugar may have been a bit low, I may have been a weee lllleeeeettlee bit cranky, because unfortunately, the following exchange then occurred.
"They have Maltesers."
"Well, why don't you just vomit right into my mouth?"
posted by Siochain @ 11:04 PM
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6 Comments:
Awwww, what's wrong with Malteasers?
Actually, that's pretty much what I think of when somebody proposes Maltesers. Especially considering their sappy, sappy TV ad with the guy and the straw and the cuddling and ARGH
Methinks someone is a little bitter.
I find they're just like chewing caramel flavoured gum... blech.
but skor bites....
mmmmmmmmmmm
Cookies and clods.
/drools
Actual Milk Duds on the other hand are super-tasty.
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