So there is this guy at work...
...and I am pretty sure he wanted to do me until I threatened to kick him in the feelings a few weeks ago at the bar that "is tame before 7" (the long tiddied bar, the big fat liars). Well, 10 minutes ago he brought to me a jar that is normally storage for mud samples and I did not open it (Praise Jesus) as I found out later that it contained his fart. Since he doesn't want to do me anymore, he has obviously moved on to disrespecting me with his sour ass package.
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I think he still wants to do you, hence the fart jar.
Give him one back
That reminds me -- If you get an unmarked package from Seattle, open it as quickly and as close to your face as possible.
Sick. Send him a package of compost. Probably not worth the money.
1. I like Jesus (but you knew that already)
2. Nothing grosses out another man... than someone else's sperm.
Give him a jar.. or sample of sperm. Hell, even a condom with hand lotion put in it.. then on his chair or mouse would suffice.
3. You could always show your love by giving him a envelope filled with white powder. Enough said, but that might also constitute a terrorist act and get the police/fire involved. Use at your own risk.
HB *yes, I'm still around.
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