Showing posts with label mumps. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mumps. Show all posts

Thursday, December 31, 2015

Here Are Your Year-End Job Numbers



Hello, all. Kiersten from HR here. I wanted to remind everyone to fill in your timesheets BEFORE leaving for the break. Too many times now, we've left jobs open and couldn't bill the client and had to move budgets around to compensate, and let me tell you, WE ARE NOT DOING WITHOUT WEDNESDAY DONUTS EVER AGAIN.

So please use these job numbers for your 2015 timesheets and submit them either digitally or hand them to Gary (NOT Sylvia) by the end of the week.

Have a great break, guys!

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47339 - Head boppin'

05594 - Body rockin'

13781 - Doin' the do

03392 - Beer drinkin'

93738 - Breath stinkin'

99581 - Sniffin' glue

50254 - Belly flippin'

30339 - Always illing

86144 - Bustin' caps

39018 - My name is Mike D

92826 - and I write my own snaps

Friday, February 15, 2013

Stick Your Fist In The Fashion Hole

And now, that segment where we rag on strangers for wearing clothes that are different that what we would wear. Because we are such fashion plates.


Josie sports this winter's most dangerous ensemble- a bright vertical green outfit near Christmas trees for sale. Way to tempt the nearsighted, Josie!


Roderick's all-tan outfit tells the world, "Hey, I know beige should be used sparingly, but I embrace it from my shoulders to my crotch, and that's okay with me... hell, I think I look sexy... where are you going?"


Carissa puts on just enough clothes to not get arrested for showing her tits while walking by Pottery Barn Kids.


Sometimes Moms are so absorbed with looking out for the welfare of their children and all of their needs that they mistakenly wear their bra on the outside. At least Lupe does.


Badger boots. And a mountain lion's hide for a coat. This is perfect for wooing the bad guy in "Beauty And The Beast."


Money is filthy and full of germs, so Carl here wisely wears a rubber glove to keep his right hand clean. Why didn't he protect his left hand? Because that's the hand he wipes with, genius. Duh.

Friday, March 25, 2011

Let's Push The Hippo Heads Until They Eat All of The White Marbles From The EADJ Mail Sack!

Submitted by John Reid via MMS, a fountain at a Chinese restaurant:



Reid adds, "If you stare at it long enough, it makes you gay."