FLOACHES...

So at work we have been invaded by a mysterious bug that is found in the deepest, darkest, stained blue carpet in the world. And it happens to be at my work. Janetta, Angel and I have found out what has been biting the living hell out of our legs...FLOACHES. Yes I tell you...FLOACHES! It is a mixture of two species of bugs (*Note: Extensive research has been put into our discovery). Guess? Well if you can't figure it out the mixture of FLOACHES is as follows:

1. Roaches
2. Fleas
3. You have FLOACHES!!

Angel has been able to trap one and examine it throughly. Their appearance is as follows:

1. Six legs
2. Black
3. Mini tracks
4. A gold tooth
5. A machine gun...only on the ones that need anger management
6. And there they are

Their theme song is: FLOACH the magic flea bag...get it!!

Beware for the invasion of FLOACHES...because they are Free at last...free at last...

Because Angel, Someone, and I should be spies

We know that J-LO didn't call in to work today...but his/her car was in the parking lot when J-FO got off of work...Hmm! Could they possibly being having a sexual escapade? You make the decision.

And just to repeat it: "Is that her car?"

Physical examination

From Road Rules on MTV:

Christina: Donnell keeps on saying that I like his BOD-EE! I've seen it and I don't like his BOD-EE!

I think Donnell needs not only a physical make over but a mental check up as well. His BOD-EE belongs in the PAH-T!

Lata...going to nighty night..AMF (Adios MotherFucker) or TTFN (Ta...ta...for...now)

Paul