I'd like to extend a cross-room fist bump (the hep kids are still doing that, right?) to the
Cap'n for picking up the slack for me over the last few weeks during my campaign bender into the seedy underworld of funerals, commercial shoots and phone book-sized
government marketing proposals. It was like a Hunter S. Thompson vignette, only it made a lot more sense and there were a lot fewer
methamphetamines.
Now, the last installment in our (mercifully) short-lived series of facility-inspired
posey:

Behind the stall door
my best ad ideas are fueled
by coffee and bran
(click to enlarge at your own risk)
Dear basilratbone,
ReplyDeleteWe'll stay out of myspace, you
Stay out of our lieu.
Really, are your most
ReplyDeleteImportant decisions made
In the board room, or...
I've two cubicles.
ReplyDeleteIn the first, I do my work.
The second, I do.