This dude has the cubicle in front of me. He is cool. We both listen to metal and stuff and we have jammed together a couple times. Anyways, he works out and shit so he drinks those protein shakes in the morning. Well, the moment he pulls the lid off that fucking jar I get nauseated by the smell. So I always say, "Awe man!" or "Jesus that shit stinks!" My opinion right? Shits fuckin my mornin up, I may as well say something right? Well today, little dude thinks he has a set of nuts or something. He pops up and says "You gotta say that stuff EVERY time I open this? I had a bad weekend man...I had a bad weekend." *sound of someone bumping the table* I say," Wut?" He says, "I said, are YOU gonna SAY that EVERY time I open this." I chuckle and say."Sit down and shut the fuck up. You Can get YOUR ass WHOOPED over some protein powder." He sat down. He shut the fuck up.
Walk on home boy. :cool
Walk on home boy. :cool