Ever get the feeling somebody's trying to tell you something?

[featherynscale]

Hypothesis: The guys at the office either have a very low opinion of my moral character, or they spend entirely too much time looking at my chest. Or something.

Supporting evidence: The passwords I've been assigned so far (note that none of these are my passwords anymore).
1st system: 8675309
2nd system: XXX
3rd system: escort399

What's up with that?

Comments

[kaikias.livejournal.com]

*giggle* OK, that's far more amusing than it has any right to be. (And your password-assigning people are a bunch of right perverts is what's up with that.)

[triadruid.livejournal.com]

That...thing, in your icon, is seriously shudder-inducing...

[kaikias.livejournal.com]

*giggle* MISERYYYYYYYYY!

[wildnsquirrelly.livejournal.com]

It looks Kirby-esque.

[featherynscale.livejournal.com]

Speaking of scary icons....

[wildnsquirrelly.livejournal.com]

Only cretins and the occasional mocking bird need fear the UberSquirrel. But a generous offering of pecans will certainly keep you in his good graces. >;)

[featherynscale.livejournal.com]

You should definintely come by sometime, then. I make a pecan pie to pillage and burn over.

[wildnsquirrelly.livejournal.com]

Pillaging AND pecan pie? The UberSquirrel DEFINETLY has a soft spot for you. Or maybe NOT so soft... >;)

[matchgirl42.livejournal.com]

psycho squirrelly!

Lady, you're mistaken...

[wildnsquirrelly.livejournal.com]

E's not psycho, e's an UberSquirrel. The difference is huge.

Re: Lady, you're mistaken...

[matchgirl42.livejournal.com]

apologies. :)

Still scary.