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[featherynscale]

PG: I'm going to Wendy's - anybody want anything?
(Commotion)
PG: Kimberly, you want anything from Wendy's?
Me: No thanks, I'm going out.
PG: How about a Frosty.
Me: Yick. No thanks.
TW: You don't like Frostys?
Me: Nah. They make me nervous.
TW: Why?
Me: I can't really work out what flavor they are. I suspect that it's the flavor of not cleaning the Frosty machine often enough.
TW: OMG. Ew. Don't say that - PG, she's talking nonsense. Make her stop.

Nothing like horrifying the co-workers to make one feel better.

Comments

[lightonthesill.livejournal.com]

Subtle...(sort of). Well Done. : )