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I'd seek vengeance.
What if I gave you Die Hard with a Vengeance?
Lou Reed. Take a walk on the wild side.
Stoic or cheerful?
Woot, I can finally send out hearts.
You've brightened up my day and made me haaaappy. ☼☼☼☼☺☺☺☺
*tosses out kisses* :-*
I owe it all to you guys. Gracias! Grrrr Hukk happy.
Mwuuuuah!
Next to post is BB.
WARNING ~ No sexual material to be found with this piece. If you're in the mood for some sexual arousal look somewhere else.
7:24 am
It’s still raining. Not torrential rain. Just a continuous drizzle of rain. At this point, I wouldn’t mind a down pour. At least that would wake me up.
The Amtrak trains comes to a halt, as droves of people come pouring out. We all scurry about like busy little ants, following the same monotonous routine we’ve done over and over again for God knows how long.
Enter star bucks. Wait patiently in line. Listen to dry, humorless chatter from those waiting in line. Buy my Mocha frappachino, and walk towards work.
Reaching my office, I take my place within our little cubical farm, and rest. I can feel my phone vibrating against the pocket of my pants, as I recline against my chair. Pulling out my phone, I read the following text:
“Got Pacific Rim. Fun, fun, fun.
”
Looks like my girlfriend picked our next movie to watch tonight. She probably forgot that I had commented about hating that movie. I text something back, before attempting to tuck away my phone back inside my pocket. I say attempt because a co-worker of mines spots me texting away.
“Talking to your girl?” is blurted out loudly by Matt, another employee here. At least I think it’s Matt. Either Matt or Joseph. I get their names confused. In either case, the guy is a dick. He leans against the outer edges of my small cubicle wall, while sipping on his generic cup of coffee acquired from the break room.
I give him a short reply, hoping that would stifle his attempts at trying to drag me into his coma inducing conversations. It doesn’t work.
“Movies? Bro, you gotta’ watch Looper. I can’t believe you haven’t seen it. Fucking Bruce Willis,” he says, motioning with his free hand, as if to add flare to his description of the movie, I’ve already watched.
“Bro, watch the trailer for Crave. It’s craaazy.” He whips out his phone, searching for the movie trailer. I look straight ahead at my computer monitor to check for the time.
8:01 a.m.
All around me, the office is engulfed with rings, clicking, and footsteps. We go about performing whatever designated job we are all hired to do, while trying to maintain a polite, cordial relationship with one another. We smile a little more then we should, and laugh a little harder then need be, as we keep up with this believable charade.
“Here it is dude. I can’t wait for this movie.” Matt says, as he shoves his phone directly onto my face.
I can’t wait for my first break.
Yep. I've made it. Haaazzzaah I say.
Next is Mari'.
bottle of wine..
Nope. Me trying to get to 500 posts. 😮
Next is a Zoerink.
Yellow. Duh
Kermit the Frog or Big Bird?
Greed.
plate..where else? :
with spaghetti marinara…
Bat.
Well, I like nipples, so nipples. :-[
What if I gave you my old baseball mitt?
Pfft. Messi. U.U
Happy marriage or turbulent relationships?
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