AT WORK. AND THE THING. NEVER. LEAVES WORK. GAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
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AT WORK. AND THE THING. NEVER. LEAVES WORK. GAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
It could be worse.
I've just found an R-Kelly album in my CD collection.
Ew, gross.
I had found one of my FFVIII discs in the FFVII box. Needless to say trout hit the fan and the FFVIII disc had to be thoroughly cleaned.
Not having all the emo dripping from VII onto my precious game.
My preciiouuuusssss..
*golllluuummm goooolllummm*
Dude millie, you really need to re-evaluate what you consider trout. :P
You better burn the entire office to the ground. It's the only way to make sure.
"The disc... they takes it from us..."
Just get a new job boi, it laid eggs in the copier.
When I was little I would have to pull ticks off my dog with a tweezer when he scampered off into the high grass for too long.
It was pretty gross. And sometimes they asploded.
Dude you'd die if you lived here. I mean, more than usual.
Could I survive?
I'd say you've got a good shot
either you brought the tick in
or someone else brought the tick in
tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick boom dynamite
There was an earwig in the bathtub this morning when I went to go take a shower
I was not happy
wtf is an earwig
I hate those bugs with a passion!
place I used to live would get infested with these creepylookingbutharmless buggies
Just so you guys know, I had a nightmare last night where I was covered with earwigs.
Thank you, oh so much.
My work currently ahs a silverfish infestation. I quite like em. they move like.....well fish but better.
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One time I was watching Tabtha Takeover, and one of the salons had roaches in their landline phone holder.
They probably laid eggs. The thought just makes me cringe. This thread ---> :erm:
I find the occasional scorpion or lizard in my home. They're cute.
You know most of these things probably live in your walls anyway. Just waiting for a chance to get in.
I've never seen a tick before, but the thought of finding them on my dog freaks me out.
A mosquito hawk zoomed out from my lampshade the other night and scared the trout out of me. I don't even know how that bastard snuck in there.