There comes a point that I just have to shut the door
I can't listen to inane ramblings anymore
Into the peaceful office I withdraw
Until they shut their spewing maws
Didn't know I was a poet, did you?
What Is Going On Here?
11 years ago
3 comments:
Rough day at work?
*insert witty comment*
*deletes witty comment due to typing fail*
*still knows the pure hell that inspires said poetry*
Just don't keep a flask under the desk. :P
And don't feed the natives. It gives them an excuse to come closer than they already are.
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