I was working quietly (can you believe it?) when all of a sudden the floor started to shake..Lo and Behold, it was Belly bounding down the aisle, take-out lunch in hand, cheesy smile on face.
He opened the box and graced us with the stink of said lunch. Had had a 600 piece wing combo - okay maybe it was a 30 piece - all soaked in vinegary nastiness.
A co-worker walked by and made some random comment about his wings and Belly says: Oh I'd rate them a "B", they're not that good
But you know his fat ass then proceeded to EAT THE WHOLE THING including the celery and dressing..I think I heard the crunch of styrofoam, but I could be wrong....
The carnage was so fascinating that people kept walking by "oohing and ahhing".."dang, that's a lot of chicken bones".
He sat there the whole time looking proud..stuffing his face and smiling....eww