leavemehere

So this past tuesday while at my job I got pranked by one R.D. Mercer

Something about his wife getting sick, and puking all over cause the cheese on the pizza was bad.
He wanted me to write him a check for the doctor bill.
He asked me 'How big a boy are you?'
I replied, 'Not very big.'
His response, 'Well then it won't take long.'

I feel special.