Post by picklepie09 on Sept 11, 2012 15:17:03 GMT -5
My poor coworker just sharted. She asked me to come in her office that smelled like the zoo. She begged me to take her cc and run to Kohls to get her undies and pants. I did and now she is getting cleaned up and changed. she literally was just sitting in her office naked from the waste down with a gym towel over her. Pooooor thing....
I guess if my only other option was to walk around naked from the waist down for the rest of the day, you bet your ass I'd be asking a coworker for help.
Post by picklepie09 on Sept 11, 2012 15:26:25 GMT -5
UPDATE: So she came in and thanked me profusely. She said "I am so embarrassed.. I thought I had to pass gas, and then.. omg. " so I said "oh that is okay, I would hope someone would help me out if that happened to me" she said "Well you know I will.. Damn that Corn Chowder" BAhahahahahah No pandemics here. Just good ole fashioned shit yo pants corn chowdah
Are you close? I can't imagine admitting this to a coworker and asking them to run out for me.
Also, EW.
We have worked together in a small office for a long time. I like her enough. she is pretty quiet. But OMG this was just too much. I kept giggling in Kohls. Then I realized I never asked her size. I hope I didn't offend her. I may have gotten them too big.
Post by picklepie09 on Sept 11, 2012 15:31:50 GMT -5
I HAVE TEARS RUNNING DOWN MY FACE. I PRAY I DON"T SEE HER OR I WILL LOSE IT> POOOOOR THING. OMG I can't stop laughing.. The corn kernels. OMG I have to stop reading this.
Post by angelaa73 on Sept 11, 2012 15:35:07 GMT -5
You guys my belly kinds hurts And I swear to god if I crap my dress, I will call in a fucking bomb threat and prolly die in jail for the pile on of charges related to the unfortunate date coincidence
You guys my belly kinds hurts And I swear to god if I crap my dress, I will call in a fucking bomb threat and prolly die in jail for the pile on of charges related to the unfortunate date coincidence
Get on the crapper STAT you don't want to have an AFR (accidental fecal release)
You guys my belly kinds hurts And I swear to god if I crap my dress, I will call in a fucking bomb threat and prolly die in jail for the pile on of charges related to the unfortunate date coincidence
Get on the crapper STAT you don't want to have an AFR (accidental fecal release)
*snort* I'm squishing my (face) cheeks together so that I don't laugh out loud