Even though I was their captive, the Indians allowed me quite a bit of freedom. I could walk about freely, make my own meals, and even hurl large rocks at their heads. It was only later that I discovered they were not Indians at all, but dirty clothes hampers. -Deep Thought of the day by Jack Handey
I took some pictures at last Friday’s office party. My colleagues are quite photogenic. The party was to promote our sweet new employee referral program. Given the amount of alcoholic beverages on hand, I will be surprised if anyone actually remembers what the party was about… Not that I am questioning the judgement of the party planners, just saying…
I suppose it’s time to give up the secret of my jovial nature. Married to the Sea is my hands-down favorite weird, inside joke-ridden daily internet comic. They just don’t stop. Here they show the historical roots of the bulletin board duel.
