So he comes to my cube with his eyes watering and says, "Dude someone shit their pants. I swear to God I'm going to throw up. Wtf do you want?"

I ate Krystals for lunch. For those of you who don't know what Krystals are, think White Castles. For those of you who don't know either, think a little meat-like-substance sammich that's so greasy it practically melts in your mouth. After half a dozen or so of them little gut grenades your body really hates you. Soon everyone else hates you too, but I'm getting ahead of myself.

So I'm sitting in my cube this afternoon seeing how long I can go without blinking because nothing cures boredom better than searing agony in the eyeballs when I squeak off a lil bitty one. O M G I nearly gagged - the Krystals were in full effect. Sooooo I hunkered down and let the ammo build up and then sneaked over to my buddy's cube and let go a hall of famer right outside his cube door and quickly ran back to my cube. Then I emailed him saying "Come to my cube right now I need your help QUICK!!!"