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| What's in the box? Crumbs and empty dreams, that's what. |
Brought into work on Monday by one of my lovely colleagues. Recognising the fact that some of us work split weekends, a note was left "Leave two (one each) for Vikas and Alistair".
THEY DID NOT.
Despite this heinous act of BETRAYAL, I am not naming names, but am instead revelling in my victim status through the medium of a really sad cup of tea.
It is - of course - a timely reminder that I own Swiss Army Axe, and despite retaining my crutches, I am still more than capable of running amok should the situation demand.
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| I'm a lover, not a fighter. |
Here's a nice picture of a kitten.
5 comments:
It's the thought that counts.
If only Interflora did donuts...
All your donut belong us...
You could set the building alight on the offchance that some of the miscreants undergo a vigorous singe.
Don't worry, they'd have been crunchy, not chewy by the time they got round to you.
Donut foresake me oh my darling.
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