vicarz | (no subject)

My boss walked in while I was eating my Lindt dark-chocolate bunny for desert, and said "Oh, you're eating your chocolate bunny!" I said "I prefer the term 'pleasuring myself with a rabbit,' if you don't mind." At the moment, our straight-A intern walked in. My boss turned to her and said "Just don't talk to him," and walked away.

I was laughing so hard I nearly spit up melted bunny. Insert visual image here, and answer me this: Would spit up dark-choclate bunny pieces on my desk count as rabbit-droppings?

...and still they don't fire me.

UPDATE - instead of firing me, my boss sent me this link: http://www.markshields.com/kickdog.shtml (think Apu meets the Jerky boys - many profanities in the audio file)