May 022012
I love that my co-workers save all their degenerate foodstuffs for me. It reminds me of my cat Don’s weener when he was a kitten.
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Except orange.
I guess this is my Wordless Wednesday contribution. Who even cares.
I was trying to convince myself it wasn’t a wiener carrot and then you said that. Now that image is going to be burned into my mind forever.
I think that means you’ll have good luck or something like that. I’m probably lying.
Let’s hope. I could really use some luck.
Ick. Did anyone eventually eat that nasty bitch?
No, it was saved just for me! In fact, my co-worker Sean came over yesterday and said, “Um, I think you need to pitch that by the end of the night, before it starts sprouting” and I was like, “But isn’t that what we WANT?”