Forget Jelly Beans.If I were Pam (here we go), the candy jar at my desk would contain an endless supply of these yummy "Sour Cherry Patches."
Who cares if they eat through my teeth and cause spontaneous dental hydroplosion
Of course, it would defeat the purpose, because I'd eat them all (every last one, don't even try to take some for yourself), and Jim would stay seated, his back to me, and never visit reception.
And I won't even mention the jokes Michael would come up with.
So, it's probably best that I'm not Pam... for numerous reasons.
(Note: This blog is being posted in the midst of immense distress. I just ate the last "sour cherry patch" from a bag I got for Easter. Withdrawal is painful.)
2 comments:
Gee...what do you mean the jokes Michael would come up with?
Those things are going to make your tongue bleed if you eat too many young lady.
Yeah, yeah, I didn't see you complaining after I opened that bag from Cracker Barrel.
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