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Why, yes, that IS my car. [Jul. 18th, 2013|02:12 pm]

I'll meet you at Happy Hour, I said, I just need to finish a couple of things up and then drop my things off in my car and then I'll be right over.

Hey, give me your keys and I'll drop them off now, I'm parked right next to you and doing the same thing.

Wait, how did you know it was MY car?

Umm, a case of diet mountain dew, a roll of duct tape, a rubber chicken and some dead animal's teeth on the dashboard. Who else's car could it possibly be?

Fair enough.

[User Picture]From: sestree
2013-07-18 09:23 pm (UTC)
Loves you muchly honey.

btw - where 'bouts do you happy hour? no not that I would crash - I'm just curious.

Our head of HR North America loves rewarding her peeps with booze. Yes she's barking right up my alley there - who needs a carrot when you can have a cocktail?
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