Deserves a punch in the balls. Y/Y?

Intern: "Aren't you diabetic?"


Me: ~with mouthful of SUGAR FREE jello~ "I am."


Intern: "And you're eating chocolate?"


Me: ~swallows~ ~through gritted teeth~ "I. Am."


Intern: ~shakes head~ "That's like, totally bad for you."


Me: "It's sugar free."


Intern: "Oh."


Me: "Dingleberry."


Intern: "What?"


Me: "I said, Thanks, Larry. For your concern."


Intern: "My name's not Larry."

Me: "It feels like a 2 pudding cup day."

The interns are singing a song from Wicked, with a few changes.

~heard from the copy room~

Intern 1: "Something has changed within me..."

Intern 2: "Something don't feel right..."

Intern: 1: "I can't remember who I DID OR DIDN'T DO LAST NIIIIGHT!"

~chorus~

Interns together: "IT'S TIME TO TRYYYYYYYY DEFYYYYYYYYYYING VODKA SHOTS. I THINK I'LL TRYYYYYYY DEFYYYYYYYYING VODKA SHOTS... ~quietly~ because I'm too effed uuupp..."


Me: