The Shoutbox
woah. sleepy.
spent my morning helping co-worker resort a PDF table to be 508 compliant. now i'm working in PPT monotony.

i caught the last 3.5 innings of the Astros' game last night, for whatever that's worth to anyone.
"Would a spy pee himself, huh?"

Pee on cue to avoid the gumshoe.
Pfffft, fluff and nonsense!
"I'm nothing! I'm navel lint!"
Navel piercings. Reprogramming stomach sleepers since the late 90s
Originally Posted by ynwtf
coffee and a slim jim for breakfast. blargh....
May I approach the bench, ya awwnaah? Is it too late to submit, “Eat this, when you know you will need to excuse yourself in about an hour?”.
correction! what above earth is that magical being napping in the heavens?
what on earth
Originally Posted by Chypmunk