![]() 10/06/2019 at 11:58 • Filed to: None | ![]() | ![]() |
They kept me up all night, had a popcorn fight so there are 9, 000 little grease spots on the couch, They giggled all night and things were crashing around up there well after midnight.
Then this. Mrs Doorhandle’s sacred whiteboard. Mrs Doorhandles whiteboard is like God, G*d, Double god, God’s brother and Super-God all put together around here. I am not to question the whiteboard.
So I guess I’m going to the Fart Meeting at 2.
![]() 10/06/2019 at 12:29 |
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That meeting is gonna stink.
![]() 10/06/2019 at 12:30 |
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Beans for lunch apparently, gotta prep for your 2 o’clock meeting
![]() 10/06/2019 at 12:36 |
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Is it AM or PM?! Oh god, what if you are late!
![]() 10/06/2019 at 12:38 |
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To play it safe, I just never stop farting, there’s always more where it came from.
![]() 10/06/2019 at 12:41 |
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is this meeting required by management? I’d like to decline
![]() 10/06/2019 at 12:47 |
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I’d decline if i could, but it’s on the whiteboard.
![]() 10/06/2019 at 12:59 |
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Fried stuff with cheese and draught beer ought to do it. it’s 9 o’clock in the morning somewhere.
![]() 10/06/2019 at 13:08 |
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It needs an agenda. Here you go
1 Ideal foods
2 noise vs smell
3 farting with confidence when yours is lacking