Belly is on the "Fatkins" diet.
That diet says you can eat large bags of pork rinds wheneva ya want...oh, the hilarity.
Today Belly decides that he'll let me witness this foolishness "up close and personal".
I heard the bag crumpling..then I heard him bragging about his stupid ass snack for a good five to ten minutes..then out of fucking nowhere, here comes "the crunch heard around the globe"..I look back to find this jackass bending over MY trash can, in MY cubicle, eating his fried pork ass...I wanted to kill him..but I was on a call...he continued with this crap until I turned and gave him a dirty, shitty look...then he looked at me all sheepish and dumb and said: "Sorry, didn't want to make a mess on my shirt".
I'm truly at a loss for words....