Hee hee hee!

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So my friend Cathy and I are sitting here at work, bored out of our skulls. I mention that I got something in the mail yesterday from John Kerry, and I haven't opened it yet. "Maybe it's a love letter," Cathy said. "Yes," I replied, "and it reads, 'Dear eep, Vote for me and I'll come to your house and sex you up good.'" This sends the two of us into giggles. Then I say to Cathy, "Imagine that in John Kerry's voice!" Of course, then we have to try imitating Kerry's voice, saying all sorts of naughty things, which makes us giggle even harder. We're absolutely dying over the thought of what Kerry must sound like talking dirty. Then Cathy asked, "Can you imagine his wife?" I turn to Cathy and bark, "Shove it, John!" At this point, Cathy COMPLETELY loses it and makes a dash for the break room so that her laughter doesn't bring the boss from his office to tell us to shut up. I, meanwhile, am sitting here at my computer, giggling silently with tears in my eyes.

This is what happens when you spend all day drawing control valve body symbols.

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