would the person who left the flowery hula skirt in my office this weekend please come and collect it...
an explanation for how it got there would also be useful.
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Last month we reported on the first people who, around twelve thousand years ago, were lining their loved ones’ graves with flowers.
Rose Ragai over at MY LIFE IS MY CHOICEÂ has tagged me a game of tag!
Here are the rules:
I *told* you that those Friday night tequila parties in the department would come back to haunt you. Did you listen to me? Nooooo.......
Prospectives visit... totally wild, dude.
But, I left the party early, had chapters 2-3 of Harry Potter III to read
So, definitely not mine.
Yet. It does look like it might fit me.
I guess this is the next step after edible panties, firearms, and blow.
God, and my prospective visit to PSU was so _boring_ regarding the random distribution of hula skirts.
In MY day, we were boring and nerdy and we liked it!
Why ask? You know the real explanation isn't going to be nearly as colourful as what you've been imagining.
Sorry about that -- won't happen again. As for how it got there, I was having sex on your desk.
(You know, if you didn't want strangers to have sex on your desk, you wouldn't have left it on the floor all weekend. You're partly to blame for this.)
Ouch.
My desk is cluttered...
You're welcome.
Er, you want the skirt back? Some of the flowers came off, I'm afraid.
Well, at least your life doesn't lack entertainment value.
Um, Steinn, wrong office.
Nah, it was definitely my office...