I guess this is just another bad day at the office, eh?
Looks like they are all great friends...notice how they all dropped everthing and tried to break up the combatants? (Hell, they didn't even pause in their phone calls while the one guy is whaling on the other with a keyboard).
When you hit someone with a keyboard, smash it over their head not across their back. It's not the WWE. If your going to loose your job you'd might as well make it worth your while! Desk supplies sure are slippery.
looks kinda fake since he doesn't hit him full on w/ the keyboard... But if it IS real..then I'm all for it. I don't play that shit either. What is this highschool? throw shit at me muthafucka and i'll beat your ass in front of everybody. LOL
No one has so far theorized that this might be one of those annoying phone call services that try to get current customers of certain credit services to switch to theirs.
These folks are barely cognitive, and depend heavily on alcohol or drugs of other kinds, IMHO. Their thought processes are obviously quite remote from reality. A paper clip assault in this situation amounts to an attack on one's personal personna...
Oh shit....I think I just wore out my rationality....freekin stupid, and let's just watch the stupidos wreck each other.
BTW...I already have a neat credit card deal, so don't call me.
my brother worked in an offic ein seattle and one of his co-workers kept pissing in the tea urn. he got caught and was put on a warning. the other guys got their revenge a few weeks later when they jerked off into his tuna sandwich and laid a shit in his desk drawer.
How do I know it "sails" at 345 fps? My chronograph is great for measuring the speed of anything small and flying, such as....bullets (of course) arrows, paper clips (took a few tries but I got it), my trim and framing nailer. The slowest was the 16d cement coated nail 95 fps, fastest so far, .223 nosler tip out of my AR a very scary 3325 fps! I tried my .12 gauge with triple ought buckshot....not a good idea, I blew the top light deflectors off.
It started with a one armed man delivering a rather large 50' man-lift, this guy had no deficit whatsoever! I did resist the urge to ask what happened to his arm and I wish the guy didn't gesture so much with his good arm (it made the little stump move too). Then it was time to fire up the paint sprayer (I'm painting the barn and three out-buildings). I got up there and spplatt trickle trickle, not working. So off to the rental place to rent one, in the mean time, I tortured my friend above in the lift, when I took control from below. 40 something feet in the air doesn't sound like much but when you're up there, looking down at the little dot of a machine on the ground that's your only support, believe me it's a bit nerve racking. What I did was stick him straight up, start and stop the crawler action, which is a horrifying ride to put it mildly. Ha ha, it was payback time, for he did it to me a few years back!
Finally up and spraying, we found out there is a LARGE bat "condo" up there and they were not happy! I was plugging holes with aluminum squares and inadvertently covered up their "door". The inside of the barn was like some kind of bat gone berserk movie, they were flying around everywhere! So up I went and uncovered it, then the wasps attack! It was as if they saw my video "hornets IV" they got me twice, but I came back with chemical weapons! Forty gallons and 12 hours later we were done! This morning I noticed I missed a spot with sunscreen on my neck...so it's official...I'm a redneck!
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