Let’s have another you-caption-it Friday. I know how I’d caption this one, but my mom reads this blog.
Behind his back, they call him “Phone Sniffer,” but he just can’t help it. He loves the smell of sweaty ears.
See that hand, son? That is a hand that has been around the block a few times. Oh the stories this hand would tell if only it could talk.
Workplace romance was strictly forbidden, but Larry and Bob could no longer hide their passion.
What’s this email say? Free C4nadian drugs number one discount r0ck hard er3ctions all night for your wøman? Hell yes I’m interested!
No no NO. It’s up here. File. Print. Then go to Page Setup. Then … no NO… oh forget it, just give me the keyboard.
And when I go like this, it should totally sound like I’m on one of those old-timey phones. I know, right?!?