Yesterday, one of my coworkers referred to our backlog of orders as an ENGORGED queue.
So I did what any professional would do.
I spit Diet Coke all over my keyboard.
Because I'm classy like that.
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I love it...dirty minds think alike...
Posted by: DHARZA | January 10, 2012 at 10:02 AM
I love you.
Posted by: Ruaidh | January 10, 2012 at 10:02 AM
LMAO!!!
Posted by: ~Kristina | January 10, 2012 at 12:24 PM
A couple of weeks ago one of my employees used the word "squirted" and I almost fell slap out of my chair! And then I forbade her to ever use that word again.
Posted by: Amy1N | January 10, 2012 at 01:15 PM
The Girlfriend's supervisor is a lovely Indian woman who has yet to grasp subtle figures of speech. Whenever someone argues with her she complains, "Why are they always coming on my face?"
Posted by: The Six-Fingered Monkey | January 10, 2012 at 07:29 PM
Wait, kettle, who are you calling black?
Posted by: John | January 11, 2012 at 08:52 AM
Anything "engorged" deserves an "ejaculation!" Perfectly natural response! :-)
Posted by: Ken | January 11, 2012 at 09:27 AM
bahahaha. that must have been her goal all along. smart bitch.
Posted by: A Morning Grouch | January 11, 2012 at 07:02 PM