aka, 'things that happen at work'.
Me: *minding my own business*
Amanda: *rolls up* Whore.
Me: Pussy-assed motherfucker.
Amanda: Slut bitch.
Me: Asshole.
Amanda: Bastard.
Me: Cuntmuffin.
Amanda: O.o Wha...
Me: Cunt... muffin.
Amanda: I... how do you even respond to that?
Me: ^.^
VICTORY!
"There was moaning and panting and quick hasty breathes. Drops of sweat formed into imperfect spheres only to break and roll down overheated skin. It was the final stretch. A sharp intake of air exhaulted in a scream. Near silence follows only broken by heavy breathing and a wet noise.
A high pitched cry fills the air.
Hasuma Aki was born in the early autumn months toward the end of the Azuchi-Momoyama Period. No one cared much to write down the exact date."
Between that and the fourth page of the Wonder Woman preview, it's no wonder I had a horrifying dream about getting pregnant. *shudders* Not cool brain, not cool. That said, I'm off to work, going to beg Amanda to make a peach slush for me the way she makes them as they are delish and should help my sore throat.
