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"This bloody time-tracking software." Kirt

  • "This bloody time-tracking software." Kirt violently lashed out with his foot at the computer tower sitting next to him. "It's lost all my entries again." His company had always
  • granted the cubicle slags "Hawaiian Shirt" Friday. It was supposed to make you feel cool. Like Hawkeye from MASH. But it only made the office seem more banal because
  • Noone could muster the dry wit of a Hawkeye & there was not Hotlips - just Big Bertha the obese lady from accounting whose balloon-like milky thighs the poor office slags salivated
  • for. They dreamed of one day being caressed by her flaccid arms. and go on a summer holiday with her and her red mini bikini. Too bad that was all a dream, as in the real world
  • the Mini Bikini he had ordered from G-Bay turned out to be disappointing, actually it was very disappointing, he had paid twenty dolors plus shipping for two band-aids and a Cork!
  • The one thing he wasn't sure of was what to do with the cork?! He figured it would be useful for
  • cornholing, but only if they were married. "getting back to that CORN STUFF"
  • was the semi-appropriately-titled song played at their wedding ceremony, which consisted almost entirely of cornholing. The honeymoon consisted almost entirely of
  • mooning each other in suspect locations, swirlies, wedgies, Indian burns, and wet Willies. What really took the prankster honeymooners to the next level was when the new husband
  • turned off the lights and his tie read in phospherous paint "Won't you kiss me in the dark baby?" She laughed and gave him a joy buzzing he would never forget.

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