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Potty Mouth

Me: It's not rat poop it's jelly beans. Co-worker: How can you be sure? Me: Because I ate one.

Gary the Vampire Banker

Every month I have to go to the bank and cash the petty cash check for work.  It's kind of boring and the only thing that has kept it interesting is one of the bankers, who I think is a vampire.  He has black hair, pale skin, bottomless eyes, sharp incisors, and long fingernails.  He usually dances around behind the plexi-glass (installed so he won't bite the customers) and makes his hands into gun shapes when the the money counter makes its "rat-a-tat-tat" sound.  In short, he's entertaining. So you can imagine my dismay when I found out that the bank had moved, and Gary the Vampire Banker was no where to be seen.  Did the new management stake him?  Did they try to move during the day and he turned to ash?  Does the new bank cramp his style due to the lack of underground catcombs, creaking doors, and abundant vermin?

I Have a Secret

I've been disorganized, tripping over things, forgetting things, losing things, unable to point east on a cloudless morning.  The good thing is that I've been working on a new Agnes Adventure! I've been frickin' frackin' busy for about a month.  I took a GRE prep course and I've been trying to study, but today it just isn't happening.  I had a really weird dream last night that I had wandered into a garden full of wolves.  There were other women and a (male) gardener/game warden there.  I was running late for work, but I had to move slowly through the garden so the wolves won't see me.  The gardener herded the women and me together, telling us not to panic or the wolves would attack.  Then he said that one of the wolves had "locked on" to one of the women (like a guided missile?).  Suddenly this furry thing came running towards us, and I panicked.  It bit me right in the crotch and I thought I was going to die.  Then I realized it was a do