So, I'm here at work sitting next to this woman, both of us merrily pecking away on our keyboards, and making this company gobs of money...and a song comes on the radio (which is quite rare actually, considering the amount of commercials they shove into radio programming these days), and this woman starts singing along.
Like, it's bad enough that i'm subjected to the vacuous, soul-crushing mainstream vomit that spews out of my telephone radio, but to have this hag next to me singing along to it...well, i think it's just a little to much for me to have to endure. I want to plunge an ice-pick through her voicebox.
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Like, it's bad enough that i'm subjected to the vacuous, soul-crushing mainstream vomit that spews out of my telephone radio, but to have this hag next to me singing along to it...well, i think it's just a little to much for me to have to endure. I want to plunge an ice-pick through her voicebox.
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