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In The Office:
So, what you are saying is that you are wanting to SCREW me?
Um, no, I actually wanted to know the time.
You want to know the TIME? What time it is?!?
Chester jumped out of his chair, sending it skidding across the extremely slick wooden floor.
THERE ARE THREE CLOCKS ON THE WALL! You are stupid...
Danny looked at the clocks. This was the moment he'd been waiting for, ever since... well, for a long time. It was all gonna come down, NOW.
Um, Chester? None of them work.
WHAT YOU MEAN THEY NOT WORK?
They don't tell time.
Chester's eyes widenned to an alarming degree.
THEY WORK! THESE ARE WORKER-WORKERS. SEE? YOU SEE?
It was when Chester stood beside the middle clock and lovingly coaxed the minute hand around to 12 with his tongue, cooing at it to "make tic-toc", that Danny realized it would never really be a healthy work environment. Between the boss' daughter giving blow-jobs in the stairwell, and the boss' dog giving blowjobs under desks... this was just too much tongue.
Date Written: November 11, 2004
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