So we're trapped between the incessant anality of accounting (we hate to see them coming) and the skewed nerdosity of D & E (Palin's not the only Shakespeare around here). Our office conversations revolve (or devolve) around four basic topics:
- Calling everyone who wears a new shirt, or one that isn't stained or smelly, gay
- Sheep fucking
So one of these guys from over the mountain made the mistake of talking about a sheep one day. I'm sure the whole thing was perfectly innocent but when he was asked whether the sheep was a boy or a girl he answered-
"I'm not sure. I didn't look at its face."It's going to take a while to live that one down.