Conflict, Conflict, Conflict
Today at work…
Boss one is fighting another boss.
Limp wristed crowd pleaser in the red circle is fighting the punch drunk obstinate SUV driving guido-gorilla in the red circle. Neither of them has been here for more than three months.
I’m fighting crime, broken links, and bad logic (in a game and with school).
The Mike Tyson quotes are spurring our imaginations, “I think Mike would kick the shit out of a gorilla”
“No way. The gorilla has 200 pounds on him, plus the reach and the power in his arms would destroy Tyson.”
“What about a grizzly bear?”
“Versus?”
“The gorilla.”
“Oh my god that is genius! Absolutely fucking brillant!”
So about that crap about me dying at 32, ain’t happening. At least not until I see a gorilla kick the shit out of a bear. Best punch-up evar!
