Pepsoid at work...

Go peps! A daily occurence across the world. And people believe it's a life. Capitalist ideology for ya. I've never been to work naked, but I have jacked-off into an office waste paper basket...after writing a poem on a canon starwriter...when I should have been printing sales letters...that waste paper basket stunk for a few days but luckily my boss was away on business. he always got banned from driving when he'd been on business and he always had to hire this retired handyman/driver called Fred who'd blow his nose in front of you but leave a glob of snot stuck to his upper lip. What do you in circumstances like that? Do you tell them or just let them find out themselves at some point? Dunno. My wife tells me when I've got a humungus zit somewhere...and I tell her when her morning breath is a bit too rancid for sex, but he was a virtual stranger. I thew a bag of chips at my boss one day because he was angry that I'd returned from my lunch break five minutes late...and had not yet eaten my chips..which were now stuck to his magnolia office wall. he sacked me and I found a much better job. There's nothing more mind-teasing than the incomprehensible eagerly avowed - Dennet

strange may be an understatement....

Actually I do sometimes. But not at work.

Ugh..

I'd like to own up to it, but I don't have a cubicle. Nowt wrong with Nude Googling! (or is that Good Noodling?) ~PEPS~ “There is no spoon.”

Maybe not, but the thought of AG sitting there wearing nothing but her 'great tits' and 2000 degree certificates is more than I could stand. And she's a dwarf as well!

Dwarf? My girlfriend's 5ft 1... Justify your words, Missi!!! :-! ~PEPS~ “There is no spoon.”

Nowt wrong with being a dwarf, Missi, shame on you. And actually, I'm 5' 2, so I'm not as little as some! Big things come in small packages, anyhow; like dynamite. One little stick can blow up a mountainside. *titter*

I'd also like to point out that I only have 1,892 degrees and 3 certificates, not 2,000, although I'm sure I'll get there by the time I'm 50. Something to work toward. By that time, my tits probably won't be so 'great', so I'll need a few more academic awards to compensate...

I’m not sure big things come in small packages, AG, unless you’re a timelord, but certainly good things come in small packages… :-) …and powerful things… like dynamite. ~PEPS~ “There is no spoon.”

Oh dear, I realise my above post may seem somewhat suggestive in response to AG's previous post... I was, of course, responding to AG's 13:34h post! ~PEPS~ “There is no spoon.”

5ft 2 with big tits and a good package. I could come in that. There's nothing more mind-teasing than the incomprehensible eagerly avowed - Dennet

http://www.koopress.co.uk/speaking.htm "Actually I do sometimes. But not at work" I know, you said so here: http://www.abctales.com/forum/2006/08/20/writing-starkers ho ho ho :-)