Hey, Go fuck yourself
"You never see cats label their shit."
"Murder the boss, hide her in the company garden, and no one will suspect anything."
He got transferred to Denver and thought he'd get a head start.
I suspect he's a plant.
Johnson manages the firm's seed money.
"I don’t know what Al is doing, but the little markers say: ‘Boneguy, Johnny B, Jim Cavanaugh, Kathy H, NJ-to-TX . . ."
Dahmer's cubicle has always been weird.
"...and that's Kevin, penetrating his first dirt box."
"It's' a dirty job but somebody's gotta do it."Jim Cavanaugh
"Not what I expected when I approved the 'cube farm'"
"He's our new loam officer"
Oh, by the way, use the buckets in the mens room. Jim is composting.
It's been a rough quarter.
"And that there is Hoffman, who keeps removing himself from his post."
"Contest 473, 472, 471, 470, 469, 468 and still burying."
"He's our office faggot."
"Say it ain't sow!"
"Bob needs a hoe."
"I understand that he called a spade a spade, and now HR is all up in his ass."
"Who are you to judge?"
"The plants are stupid enough, but he's even graphing the number now."
Maybe he'll sprout some balls
Corporate promised him a rose garden.
"You can lead a horticulture, but you can't make her think."
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