26 August, 2005

We *will* tell you when the lambs stop screaming

The weekly project meeting drags on while Sluggo tells us about his great and mighty efforts at combatting the evil of the Project Office. One of the contractors amuses herself by doodling on her copy of the minutes, drawing pictures of her puppy. Then the puppy drawing goes horribly wrong ("He looked like Hannibal Lectre!") and she hastily rubs out the sketch after nearly rupturing her lungs trying to contain her laughter every time she looks at it.

"I figured looking bored was okay, but suddenly pissing myself laughing for no reason would be harder to explain."

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