that damnable froggy. i prefer turtles

I swear to the ever holy Mahoney that the frog I didn’t see is following me. I thought I just saw him by my foot and it scare the D&D Latte right from wherever it was swimming to my bladder. But now I am afraid to go into the bathroom because it might be back in there. It hides under the veil of shadows but I know he’s real.

I’ll call him Frobe. I don’t know why. Holycrap. I am losing it.

overhear the strangest things

This really isn't one of them, but I overheard this today at work and I thought it was blog-worthy.

Lady I Work With: "Wow. There are lots of hang-ups today."

Man I Work With: "You mean the people calling? They're just calling and hanging up?"

Lady I Work With: "Yeah. Must be, like, hang-up day."

Me: *palms face*

other little bit

Another Lady I Work With: "Why is it every night after the 7:00 wave I come out to use the restroom and [the janitors] are always cleaning it?"

My Thoughts: ......I am not going there......I am not going there......It's not like jobs use *schedules* or anything, right?

question of cleanliness

How clean is your life? Would you eat off it?

sales

I have been wondering... If you could bottle the female orgasm (not just any orgasm, but the FEMALE orgasm) and sell it to men and women, would it out-sell Beanie Babies?