I used to work with a guy who after a night out could clear out the entire building wing at work.
I used to work with a guy who after a night out could clear out the entire building wing at work.
We had a Pug who could wake us up from a dead sleep. I was sure my nose hairs were on fire.
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READINABLUESTATE wrote: “I used to work with a guy who after a night out could clear out the entire building wing at work.”
In the NG with a guy who could do that after eating chocolate candy bars.
- His high school BB coach forbid him from eating candy bars doing games. Once, he let one go while the other team was preparing to shot a free throw. It was so bad, the ref’s stopped the game for five minutes waiting for the odor to clear. He got a technical foul. Funny thing, the refs didn’t want to tell the crowd the reason for the foul.
- When we had late afternoon staff calls, the kind that drag on for hours when you want to go home, we would buy him a baby ruth. Worked everytime.
[I used to work with a guy who after a night out could clear out the entire building wing at work.]
Had a guy I worked with do that constantly FROM HIS BURPS.
He’d walk out of the gin mill into work practically. It was like his insides were rotting away. Your eyes would tear from it.