Today at work I saw this guy walking out the door as I was walking in. He had his hands full and his cell phone in his mouth. Yes, in his mouth.*
Being the smart ass that I am, I said "Mmmmm, that cell phone looks delicious!!"
He laughed, thus opening his mouth, and his cell phone hit the pavement. It was in 3 pieces. Oops. I feel bad. Who knew you could break a cell phone with humor?
2 comments:
Hey, maybe you saved him from some cell-phone-germ-related plague that would have the side of his head erupting in nasty, festering boils causing him to become unpopular at work which would result in his eventual firing and the downward spiral into unemployment, destitution, depression and ultimately suicide. Hell, gal, you totally saved that guy's life!
Raggs' Hyperbole for the WIN!
Besides, you could have also ruined his life by causing him to buy a new cell phone not covered by his current plan, forcing a new contract and wrecking his budget, causing the above-mentioned downward spiral. Hell, you might have just killed him.
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