He should really fix that loose stone in the floor. I mean, an intern sprawled on the floor is a dream come true, but not if she’s screaming about her stubbed toe.
That’s because somebody has made an exact replica of FrankJ’s office, every sofa, every armoire, every chair, every pencil holder, right down to the display copy of SuperEgo on the corner of the desk.
Look for the line of interns and sooth sayers saying sooths, waiting in the hallway..
The interns lead to my office.
Well, the janitors closet.
Which is still my office.
Did you check the back rooms?
I’ve been there.
It’s called ‘The Pillars of Dork’.
He should really fix that loose stone in the floor. I mean, an intern sprawled on the floor is a dream come true, but not if she’s screaming about her stubbed toe.
I mean, if you’re gonna blow the money on an underwater HQ, you gotta pay for the upkeep too.
I’ve searched from pillar to post, but no dice …
You can find it, but ain’t nobody there.
That explains why FrankJ is hardly ever in his office.
That’s because somebody has made an exact replica of FrankJ’s office, every sofa, every armoire, every chair, every pencil holder, right down to the display copy of SuperEgo on the corner of the desk.
Couldn’t find a copy, sold out everywhere.