Mr Baskerville is having a crappy Monday.
He and his department were recently told off for laughing. The publisher seems to think that we are incapable of slapping a starburst into an ad while having a laugh. Mind you, the publisher would be hard pressed to walk and chew gum simultaneously.
And to think, Mr B very nearly called in sick this morning but was prevented by a sense of duty. He'll never rmake that mistake again.
4 comments:
It is what it is.
Perhaps you should try living life to it's fullest.
Work hard, play harder, as they say.
Ha ha, Mrs Eaves, ha fucking ha.
I meant its fullest. BAAAAAAA, how do I delete and fix? this blogging is complicated.
apostrophe, shmasrostophe.
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