Death by air freshener
30 September 2004

I cried when I read The Stank Prank:

I’m done! Time to shut the lights off, lock up, dash home and shower, because after all the running around the office I smell like a Frenchman. And after handling all those fruity air fresheners, I smell like a Frenchman gigolo who spent a weekend servicing the Care Bears.

The only reason Neil hasn’t been pranked yet is that I live in the same flat. Otherwise…!

I got the link from lies.com.

2 Comments

  1. That is pretty funny. It reminded me a little of a recent Bastard Operator From Hell story.

    Comment by Terry — 1 October 2004 @ 2:25 am

  2. Terry, that's pretty funny, too. I don't read BOFH as often as I used to, so thanks for the link.

    Comment by andrea — 4 October 2004 @ 12:59 pm

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