The event that preceeded the following exchange involved a rabid security guard and a room that won't lock. Which, of course, is my fault.
Zombie: And that is my fault because I somehow magically morphed the key into an entirely different key while changing the lock so that no other key will work
Ang: you totally did
Zombie: All while playing with myself and fucking the government out of millions of dollars via a ponzi scheme involving midgets and platypi
Some days I *really* hate my job.
Posted at 12:44 pm by Zombie
March 17, 2009 12:48 PM PDT
Airborne platipi, damn it! AIRBORNE!
File under: No, I don't care who you are
, No, I don't like you
, Workin' for the man