Fuzz. That's the next big thing. I'm buying in now while the getting is good. Next week I'm purchasing a heater so I can make warm fuzzies. Going to sell them from my own fuzzy truck to lonely office workers who need a little warmth. Sandwiches too — eventually a complete menu I think.
It's snake-handling day at the office today, but really — isn't it always?
Nice to see you. I saw your photo down at the Post Office under miscellaneous misanthropes and recently-executed politicians. Which are you?
First cousin perfectly offices juvenile enjoy forbade miles company denied sweetness. I'll second that one immediately.
Saw the cat go by on his motorcycle. Things were more fun before he got his license. Sure, independence and all, but I miss the company. I hear he just got promoted to engineering supervisor, so I expect that he'll be buying his own house soon.
Mom didn't raise me to be an ordinary dummy. She expected me to go into middle management.
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Me? Recently recycled.
