ITT we work in an office
ITT we work in an office
*sends you an email*
CC your boss and HR
>did you finish the reports for June?
Check your inbox, I submitted them under the resume for Tyrone Watermelon
our diversity quota is not being matched.
it's only a matter of time before the swinging dicks from HR come knocking
WHO'S EATEN MY PASTA?
It was clearly labelled 'Kevin'. You can't just... I mean, it's just rude
*eating in breakroom*
>rips slight squeal fart
*glance over to Karen*
Karen! That’s nasty!
Right, I propose someone becomes a crossdresser or some other kind of a modern lunatic, we'll be set for a few years. It's that or they'll star bringing in inferior races...
*slaps your desk*
I TOLD YOU TO QUIT TALKING WITH INDIANS!
Redskins or Pajeets?
Pajeets Aaron, Pajeets!