10-31-2020, 12:34 PM
And it don't stop.... 
"He's NO Picasso"
Hot Nerdy Office Chick speeds past her boss's doorway, trying to avoid detection.
Boss: "Oh heeey, come check this out!"
HNOC: "Uurrggh. What was I, a catholic priest in a previous life? Fuck!"
Boss: "Come look, I took your advice!"
Chick finds her dopey boss standing in front of an easel, dressed in cover-alls, wielding a paint brush.
She, against ALL better judgement, reluctantly walks over to take part in whatever fresh Hell this turns out to be.
Boss: "Aay, so, what do ya think?"
Chick casts her eyes upon the sparsely painted canvas. Her heart sinks. Her brain buzzes with WTF is my life.
HNOC: *sighs* Well... I guess it is something...
Boss: "Yeah, but what do you think? Awesome right?"
Chick pauses. My God, her whole existence at this job has been one long series of pauses & facepalms.
HNOC: "You want my honest opinion?"
Boss: "Sure thing, lemme have it sugar-tits!"
Chick shoots the pig a look of disgust.
HNOC: "Well, I think those boobs are a liiiiiittle big for a stick-figure."
Boss: "Seriously? You don't think..."
HNOC: "No! Whatever it is you are about to say, NO! I don't. Please. Just don't."
Boss: "All I was gonna say was..."
HNOC: "Nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuuuuh. NO. You were going to say NUH-THIIIING!"
Boss: "Chick, sweetie, I mean, come on, don't you think you're being a little obtuse here?"
HNOC: *stares off at the wall* "I don't even know what to say to you anymore. It's just..."
Boss: "You wanna do the next one?"
Chick squints her eyes closed, turns her head and bites her bottom lip.
HNOC: *clearing her throat, then whispering* "I'm just gonna go..." *points to door*
Boss: "I'll draw a dude next. I'll let you do the weener! C'mon, it'll be great!!"
Chick runs from the office, hands covering her face.
Boss: "Tomorrow then!?"
"He's NO Picasso"
Hot Nerdy Office Chick speeds past her boss's doorway, trying to avoid detection.
Boss: "Oh heeey, come check this out!"
HNOC: "Uurrggh. What was I, a catholic priest in a previous life? Fuck!"
Boss: "Come look, I took your advice!"
Chick finds her dopey boss standing in front of an easel, dressed in cover-alls, wielding a paint brush.
She, against ALL better judgement, reluctantly walks over to take part in whatever fresh Hell this turns out to be.
Boss: "Aay, so, what do ya think?"
Chick casts her eyes upon the sparsely painted canvas. Her heart sinks. Her brain buzzes with WTF is my life.
HNOC: *sighs* Well... I guess it is something...
Boss: "Yeah, but what do you think? Awesome right?"
Chick pauses. My God, her whole existence at this job has been one long series of pauses & facepalms.
HNOC: "You want my honest opinion?"
Boss: "Sure thing, lemme have it sugar-tits!"
Chick shoots the pig a look of disgust.
HNOC: "Well, I think those boobs are a liiiiiittle big for a stick-figure."
Boss: "Seriously? You don't think..."
HNOC: "No! Whatever it is you are about to say, NO! I don't. Please. Just don't."
Boss: "All I was gonna say was..."
HNOC: "Nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuuuuh. NO. You were going to say NUH-THIIIING!"
Boss: "Chick, sweetie, I mean, come on, don't you think you're being a little obtuse here?"
HNOC: *stares off at the wall* "I don't even know what to say to you anymore. It's just..."
Boss: "You wanna do the next one?"
Chick squints her eyes closed, turns her head and bites her bottom lip.
HNOC: *clearing her throat, then whispering* "I'm just gonna go..." *points to door*
Boss: "I'll draw a dude next. I'll let you do the weener! C'mon, it'll be great!!"
Chick runs from the office, hands covering her face.
Boss: "Tomorrow then!?"
