So, I was reading this blog. Not at work of course. And I got to the part where she refers to her children as crotch parasites and I spit my coke out on my desk, all over my monitor, all over my keyboard and I am now officially a sticky, sugary, Diet Dr Pepper covered mess.
It's a good thing I just restocked my Kroger brand clorox wipes (which are SOOO not as good as regular Clorox wipes).
Dear lord. Crotch parasites. I've never laughed that hard. Ever. Even at Tucker Max. Seriously. Crying at my desk.