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Cubical Commando
Do not fuck with my office.
It is my territory.
I live here for most of my week.
It's like a very small, organized second home.
I get rather territorial about it.
I was happily devouring a taco today when a spider decided to do her best Mission Impossible impersonation and come down on a thread onto my remaining taco. Unwilling to relinquish my taco to the eight legged feind, I scoured my desk for a method to defeat the newfound foe.
Are there any napkins to crush it with? No
Are there any books to smash it with? No
Should I take off my shoe? No, I just had them polished.
Post it notes! Eureka!
Just as the spider is about to land on the unsuspecting taco, I grab the nearest stack of post it notes and take a couple off the top. I then proceed to flick a couple at the spider ninja-star style. To my surprise, one of the post-it notes hits the spider squarely in the abdomen and sends it flying across the room.
I let out a gutteral yell, leapt over my desk, and brought down the remaining stack of post-its on the critter, cleanly slicing it in half. Without missing a beat, I use one post-it to scoop its remains onto the remaining post-it note stack and then throw them all away.
Kigs 1
Spiders 0
Do not fuck with my office.
Truely,
~Kigs
PS:
Today is the 16th birthday of the first complete html webpage.
Happy Birthday, Internet!
It is my territory.
I live here for most of my week.
It's like a very small, organized second home.
I get rather territorial about it.
I was happily devouring a taco today when a spider decided to do her best Mission Impossible impersonation and come down on a thread onto my remaining taco. Unwilling to relinquish my taco to the eight legged feind, I scoured my desk for a method to defeat the newfound foe.
Are there any napkins to crush it with? No
Are there any books to smash it with? No
Should I take off my shoe? No, I just had them polished.
Post it notes! Eureka!
Just as the spider is about to land on the unsuspecting taco, I grab the nearest stack of post it notes and take a couple off the top. I then proceed to flick a couple at the spider ninja-star style. To my surprise, one of the post-it notes hits the spider squarely in the abdomen and sends it flying across the room.
I let out a gutteral yell, leapt over my desk, and brought down the remaining stack of post-its on the critter, cleanly slicing it in half. Without missing a beat, I use one post-it to scoop its remains onto the remaining post-it note stack and then throw them all away.
Kigs 1
Spiders 0
Do not fuck with my office.
Truely,
~Kigs
PS:
Today is the 16th birthday of the first complete html webpage.
Happy Birthday, Internet!
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You're like the Ed Gein of arachnids. You beast.