I was sitting in the cubical yesterday trimming the fur that grows into my belly button. Personal grooming is important, especially when you’re a furry like me. Maybe using office scissors while at work wasn’t the best idea, but since everyone around me has been laid off, I could ride a scooter, naked with a penis pump and no one would see. If a Stevie uses a mantool pump and no one is around to hear, will it make a sucky-sucky noise?
As I’m trimming away, Dinah Shore the last Lesbos came into the 6X6 Steve lair. “I just got laid off.” She states. “You must survive! You’re the last remaining of the tribe. Tell our story, Steve! You must survive to tell the story of us!”
I love dramatic lesbians. But I hate that fact that I now have a private office, because the fifty cubicles around me are empty. Time for me to break out the scooter.