In yo fucking FACE T Large!!!

Every once in a while being a corporate clone reporting to a crappy cubicle in a crappier office doesn't totally suck. Today from 2pm to 4pm is one of those times. 3 words my friends. Ice Cream Social. My building is passing out all you can eat ice cream in the lobby to soothe the souls of us button down shirted slaves and I plan to take full advantage of the situation. First I'll get a Sundae. Then I'll put my sports coat on and get another. Then I'll take my sports coat off and roll up my sleeves and get another. Then I'll repeat until I puke in my trash can. Would write more but I have gluttony to get on.