OK , his breath smells like ass crack and toe jamb!!
I'm trying to find my happy place so I won't vomit.
Why is it that people who eat Taco bell for lunch every day can't seem to find a damn breth mint afterwards. I'm trying to not make comments or ask questions of co-workers so he won't feel the need to lean over the wall and blow hot assness all over my neck. BUT NO!! He keeps finding reasons to peek over and blowwwww nasty. Oh jees..here he comes again, and he's laughing all loud with an open mouth..my stomach is bubblin'