You know how in every office there's one person who swoops right in and grabs the one brownie on the plate of cookies that comes with the sandwich platter or the sole chocolate croissant among the scones and plain croissants or the last peanut butter ball on the plate of assorted candies? That's me. I used to leave the good stuff there like everyone else and only take them when some time had passed and nobody else had made the snatch but now I just go for it right away.
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I was wondering where that brownie went.
Posted by: Outer Life | February 13, 2004 at 08:32 PM