Tip a 40 for my Homies

This was supposed to be Friday's post:



I (Baby Ca) have a problem at work. It's not a problem most people have, like gossipy co-workers, piles of work sitting on my desk, difficulty meeting deadlines, people heating up fish in the microwave. NO my problem is the window next to my desk. For some reason it is a bird magnet (oh yeah, kind of like my whore twin...bahahahaha). Many a depressed bird has flown into my window on suicide missions. There are currently 3 dead birdie bodies decaying outside of my window. It's quite a lovely sight. I decided something needed to be done about them, but there was no way I was going to do it. I'm not touching dead birds and risk getting the bird flu or some other stupid bird disease. Instead, I sent this out to the administrative assistant (who is 60 years old...and the owners sister) yesterday:


Work Order #1 2/3/11 8:36 AM
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Job #
BD1101
Show:
“Mysterious” Bird Massacre
Client Name:
Bird Duty
Event Dates:
February 3, 2011
Client Contact:
Tweety Bird
Location:
Garden of Death

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ATTN:

Please clean the frozen animal carcasses from the Garden/Walkway of Death.

Also, please send out an e-mail that we will be having a brief moment of silence today at 2:00 to commemorate our fallen comrades. You will need to go to the local beer distributor and pick up 10 cases of 40oz malt liquor and hand it out to all company employees so we can tip a 40 to our bird homies memory.

Thank you.


Yes, I know...way to keep it professional. F it...that's how I roll...lol!

* I am also DD for Booze Bowl 2011. I will take notes of Bird-Shit's drunken shenanigans *