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Be mindful of the gap between the stapler and tape dispenser. That my boy, is where evil breeds hate. Bacteria waiting for the right moment. A sickly blitzkrieg. We are alive, here in the office, Looking for the next paid holiday. One that will come too soon. Forgive me for rambling, it is what I do best. Alone in my thoughts and feeling like I am back home. The road to ruin. How can I help you today? Oh, I can't really do anything for you. I do not care. I respectfully request that you stop. This poem will ruin your day. I would feel bad. Let's forget this ever happened and get back to what we do best. Staring into space and hoping it reverses.
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Jul 7, 2014
Jul 7, 2014 at 2:15 PM UTC
Work Poem to Ruin Your Day.
Be mindful of the gap between the stapler and tape dispenser. That my boy, is where evil breeds hate. Bacteria waiting for the right moment. A sickly blitzkrieg. We are alive, here in the office, Looking for the next paid holiday. One that will come too soon. Forgive me for rambling, it is what I do best. Alone in my thoughts and feeling like I am back home. The road to ruin. How can I help you today? Oh, I can't really do anything for you. I do not care. I respectfully request that you stop. This poem will ruin your day. I would feel bad. Let's forget this ever happened and get back to what we do best. Staring into space and hoping it reverses.
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zak-krug
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Jul 7, 2014
Jul 7, 2014 at 2:15 PM UTC
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