Midnight Office... Tuesday?

MOTs certainly aren't as fun as MOMs. MOMs are productive and they cook multi-coursed meals. MOTs are unfocused, desperate, and addicted to Naughtilie's cupped peanutbutter.

Primus once wrote a song called "Too Many Puppies." Like most Primus tunes, it's heavy on the goofy bass, abstract on the guitar, and five-boners on the drums. I'm pretty sure it's about Pongo and Perdita's womb-devastating litter. Tonight, however, there were no canine wombs, and the song was called "Too Many Papers."

I hope Midnight Office Wednesdays are better. That reminds me, Jean and The Fucking Kuyper: Out of desperation, I borrowed a manila department envelop from your desk. You can see it in the picture, on the far side of my desk. You'll get it back tomorrow. And don't worry; it was empty. Yeah, after I dumped out all the important, irreplaceable documents and peed on them.

House on fire
House on fire
Poot it out
Poot it out

Mace it out