Monday, March 21, 2011

The White Ape

Well, the State Regulator Lady (who cares what her name is?) showed up at work today and my boss told me to make myself scarce. I'm not really sure why but I wasn't about to stick around and find out. Now I've been sneaking around our building for a good hour or hour and a half and I'm typing this from my phone in a dark corner. They'll never find me. I feel like Chris Farley from the White Ninja or whatever the name of that movie is. Only difference is I'm not fat, on cocaine, and swinging over walls on a palm tree. No disrespect intended, Chris Farley was hilarious. It's just that cocaine isn't my white powder of choice.

Tastes kinda oaky.

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