(D is minding his own business, walking down the hall, when L grabs him)
L: "I need my dongle!"
(L’s car was parked on the street, with not quite enough room between her back bumper and the do not park line)
Thoughts running through D’s head:
1. I was going to park behind you, but even with an inch between us, I’d be over the line.
2. I couldn’t get in from behind, but luckily I found a nice tight spot up front to squeeze into.
D: These cherries are flaccid.
P: Are you gonna eat those?
S: You can eat my flaccid cherries.
P: nom nom nom nom.
d: We’ll need to make sure L gets on top of that. Everyday, not just once a week.
D: I tell her that all the time.
K: How much will a big stogie cost me?
D: Look in d’s drawers, he might have a big one for you.
Female Boss (while eating a large pretzel stick over my shoulder): “Boy do I love a good rod.”
(I highly recommend not saying this in front of male co-workers.)
m: I wish H would rub off on T a little …
(This is H’s first apparence, congrats!)