Friday, February 6, 2009

O Noes

I'm at work, idly checking blogs.

Click. Click.

The Associate Dean walks past my computer screen just as I scroll down Hipster Runoff, which features an enormous, neon banner ad with Johnny Makeup getting sprayed down by a hose in his florescent manties.

My computer here being slower than... uh... a slowish-type thing, I helplessly click on the other tab (nothing happens) and try to disappear. No luck. Now I am that administrative assistant who looks at bizarre, soft-core gay porn. Pervert.

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