I spoke with a coworker of yours, I couldn’t believe her actions and the things she accused me of. I walked away and yes I was very upset, her words were uncalled for and very hurtful.
I am gullible but, I assure you I am not what your coworker accused me of.
OR
Was that “DAMAGE CONTROL”? —Not Exactly Strangers
This article appears in Nov 29 – Dec 5, 2012.
Nonsensical ieberg bitching at its finest, also WTF?
I’ll take a stab.. possible office affair gone bad?
Maybe it’s from the child molester who “just happened” to move in, next to a Dartmouth elementary school.
Hmmm, perhaps I should change my avatar if I’m going to get all cunty about this.
hmmmm, anyone know what the hell o.p. is talking about?
Those pesky co-workers!
My cat’s breath smells like cat food. Purple Monkey Dishwasher Award.
Would you like a Popsicle, Pope Ivan? My cellar’s just FULL of Popsicles…mmmmmmm mmmmmm!
LMFAO, Nurse! >: ) When The Countess is playing hard to get I’ve been know to say “You get your fat furry ass back here” in Herbert voice. And, in case I haven’t emphasized this enough, “The Countess” is my kitteh. SOBova is my beloved wife and I usually talk to her in Sean Connery voice. “Hah – The day izh mine!” Did you compose the love yesterday or are you the objet d’amour?
What love?? Ooooooo lemme look!
how to gather up your cats…
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