baklawa
New member
So I'm sitting here at my desk, bored out of my mind since AVN has become about as exciting as a day at the morgue. I'm in my office, daydreaming of George Clooney and I canoodling on the balcony of his Lake Como mansion when I hear the f-bomb flying outside my door. I peek outside and two of our co-workers are engaged in a screaming match. The rest of us just sort of look at each other, not knowing if we should intervene and calm things down, or secretly egg on their feud for our entertainment. After they were through insulting each other's mothers, they went their separate ways, so now things are unfortunately quite again. That was my excitement for the day. Sad, I know.