Friday, April 11, 2008

Frosted Flakes...or Flake.

OK apparently I have an addictive personality because I just want to blog all day now instead of work. I just quickly need to blog this because it was TOO much. The coworker I mentioned this morning who truly annoys me has now stopped in my office today twice to have these bizarre conversations with himself. I'm hardly involved. The first time he came in here reciting something from some movie or god knows what. Second time he enters with a bowl of frosted flakes offers me some and then in a weird commercial spokesperson voice says "The taste adults have grown to love. They're G-R-R-R-R-R-E-A-T!" so bizarre. then I say how I'm looking to buy tickets to this movie, "Son of Rambow" playing at the film fest tonight.

He says "Son of Rainbow"
I say, "No, Son of RAM-BO"
he says "Son of Rambo?"
I say "Yes, Son of RAMBO"
he says "That's a movie? Son of Rambo? Like Rambo?"
and then my head explodes.

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