Every day, my 12th grade twins give me a toy to bring to work. I send home pictures of how the toy is "helping" me, and then save them to this blog. (OK, obviously, we are not really doing this anymore. Teenagers, amiright?) It definitely makes work more fun. For me -- I can't speak for the poor toy. Please do not use any of my images or writing without contacting me for permission.
A coworker heard me sniffling and handed me this packet of fizzy vitamin C to take. I put Darth Maul next to it for the picture and told him he kinda looked like a strawberry. He did NOT like that.
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