coworker: hey henry, did you finish up those reports?
*a sloth is laying on a desk with his hands on a keyboard*
coworker: henry! we need those reports by 2 PM! there's no way you can finish them in time!
*henry remains expressionless*
*henry looks angry, points to somewhere on the desk*
*coworker looks to where henry pointed, sees a stack of papers*
coworker: ah. didn't see those there. it's just that you're a... sloth. and sloths are... slow. and-
*henry looks like hes waiting for the coworker to finish his sentence*
coworker: i mean! ...nothing! haha ha ha
coworker: well, i'll see you downstairs later today for lunch, yeah?
coworker: just make sure you start heading down early since you're--- AHHH I KEEP DOING IT!
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I guess if the length of the coma was greater than how long Powerman 5000 music has existed, then it wouldn't be very jarring.
How jarring would that be if the first sounds you heard coming out of any length of coma was a pm5k song.
You wake from a coma. Powerman 5000 is blaring from a distant room.
input: walk towards room
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