Friday, January 6, 2012

Wake up call

dang darth ur docs done got dookied dude

"Hmm.  A flaming bag, eh?  Well, these new Italian loafers will make short work of it"
(Can you name that quote?)

Some days are just like that. You wake up in the morning just trying to make the best of what you've got and an unexpected burden shows up at your door. Sometimes you feel discriminated because of your ethnicity, or your religious affiliation, or perhaps because of a physical disability you have. Or maybe it's because you didn't respect your subordinates enough and forgot Stormtrooper # 1138's name.

Oh. And the burden is a flaming bag of poop.
It's not always easy being the boss...

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