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2 Comments:
I'm dying of laughter about the guy lambasting the other with the fire extinguisher. I had to tell Paul about it. I could see him doing that at work. They've got several people that do that and it drives him insane. LOL!
Oh my, that's stress.
I don't know whether to laugh or feel for the guys that have just reached stress overload.
I shamelessly stole this today and credited you.
Ian
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