"Remember how I told you I was going to get a killer bruise from running into the drawer yesterday? It's definately a welt."
"Oh, gross. Is it all splotchy purple and yellow?"
"Ya know, for as bad as it hurt, the bruise is not that impressive."
"It's still gross."
"Don't worry. My tights hide it."
"You're tights?"
"Yeah. I wore orange tights for Halloween today."
"Well, R. wore an orange shirt."
"So, what are you wearing?"
"..."
(At this point we both break down into immature giggles)
"For Halloween. What are you wearing for Halloween?"
"I'm so telling HR."
"Sigh. Go ahead. I already touched someone from HR's butt yesterday."
"You what?!"
"It was an accident! I have big, oafish arms! And... she had a big, oafish butt."
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