Aw, don't . . . let him have the magic . . .
On Monday evening, May 4, I went back to the Cox office to pack the rest of my boxes and clean out my cubicle. And there it was, on my desk, a coffee stain in the image of the Virgin Mary.I was a little surprised. Why me? I'm Jewish.
Nu, why not?
3 comments:
If that's the Blessed Mother, scratch my head and call me a Rorschach...
That is not the Blessed Mother.
I know a coffee stain of a mushroom when I see one.
I'm a Fun Guy, after all.....
*ducks and runs*
I love you, Wollf!!!
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