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Office Hours, 11/24
Nov. 24th, 2008 08:29 amThe first thing Tyler did when he got to his office today was to fasten the head of Smoochy to the wall over his desk, like some perverse big-game trophy.
The second thing was to grimace and swallow a palmful of Tylenols. Stretching and hammering things in was not the brightest idea given his cracked rib.
But being able to glance up at ol' Smooch's disembodied purple plushiness as he did his paperwork totally made it worth it.
[OOC; Open office!]
The second thing was to grimace and swallow a palmful of Tylenols. Stretching and hammering things in was not the brightest idea given his cracked rib.
But being able to glance up at ol' Smooch's disembodied purple plushiness as he did his paperwork totally made it worth it.
[OOC; Open office!]
