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etcet: jesus fuck, $coworker reeks of perfume and bug spray
etcet: like the world's worst mosquito brothel out here
critus: I could come stand by your desk and treat you to refried bean farts
etcet: is that why the door's closed? heh
critus: holy shit
critus: opened my door and now it's wafting in
critus: It's the MIST
critus: that's crazy shit
etcet: she was slathered in it this morning, too
etcet: "DEET by Christian Dior" Ken said
critus: meeting her boyfriend?
etcet: who's she dating? The Fly?
critus: well that would be counter to attracting him if she was
etcet: he wanted to die
etcet: SHE COULD BITE OFF HIS HEAD AS THEY COPULATE
etcet: okay, ew.
critus: THE LINE
critus: YOU HAVE CROSSED IT
etcet: yeah, it's way the fuck back there somewhere
etcet: i figure that's a safe assumption when i self-squick