Mar 062012


Oh shit, guess who slipped up and left his self-proclaimed best friend, a/k/a that fucking orange ball, over on neutral turf?

It’s about to be a fun night.

(OMG this thing is so dirty.)


The fucking orange ball now has its own email address ( I’m going to start taking pictures of it around teh department and emailing them to Chris. He’ll totally know it’s me*, but I don’t care.

*(A-ron said that I’m the only one here with the energy and imagination to pull a prank like this; eveyone else is too defeated.)

  3 Responses to “Best Friend Stealer”

  1. YES! Thank you for making my Tuesday night late shift entertaining!!! Your bad @$$!!!

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