My surly coworker has a thing about the end of the world. He's not a religious freak who thinks God's going to end the world, he just thinks the end is coming, and he'll soon be up on his land in a gun tower protecting his booze with his shotgun.
He can be heard saying, "We're all gonna die" on any given day, so it wasn't too surprising when he broke out with, "Every morning I go outside, look around, and think, why aren't you all dead!"
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
My Surly Coworker Again
Posted by delia's dad at 2/27/2008 03:01:00 PM
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