Now, about your request to infiltrate the decommissioned microtubules into a generalized air proceme, it occurred to Random Person C-12 (the selection procedure is fully outlined in the orientation packet) that 'just because' will go at least part of the way to not only making you feel 'more at home', but will, in fact, keep you trapped in the smallest room. This refers to the one without walls, ceilings or floors. There's a liquid that we have a report on. Upon first contact, your brand awareness will, quite literally, go 'through the roof', but since any type of roof is also lacking, this presents us with a somewhat unique problem, one we've never seen before, in fact.
My son has filed a sworn statement averring that he has seen stolen Mickey Mantle pencils in your work area. It was only two days after I transported him, with the assistance of Proctor Renfrow and Miles Whitcomb, via the Vile Static Nullity to a State processing vacuum, that I realized his left eyebrow was missing. This was not proceeding as per plan. My beef with the secretarial pool consisted chiefly in their abominable choice of non-obtrusive weaponry. If it was up to me (and it isn't, sadly), the lying lack of shit who unstoppably refers to itself as 'Berfmire', would be escorted off of Company Fire Zone-G, given a haircut and a new unimax, ushered in to a Harville Safety-Freeze and left there until a meeting can be arranged with three of our sorriest victims, including President George Trump. That should demonstrate (as if any demonstration is needed) once and for all that WE MEAN BUSINESS! (Excuse me, but where have I heard that before?)
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