And would it be the head displayed on the wall? Considering that the other end was the actual trophy?
For some reason, every time I go into the head office I tell my boss’ boss that it’s odd to have dogs at work. She brings her yippy dog and it jumps around my shoes as I try to go down the hallway. Then, while I’m trying to talk to her, it will plop some dripping chew toy on my cloth shoes.
But I know no apology is ever going to be made, so I should just bite my tongue and be thankful I have a job.
What is the opposite of hijack?
Lojack.
“…tracking system that allows threads to be re-tracked by teh teaming millions after being stolen.”
This discussion, of course, finally brings new meaning to the Deer John letter (lojack)
Can you attach that to a collar on a deer’s neck? And, can it be color coordinated to match his eyes?
I think a contrasting color might bring out the deeper tones in the eyes a bit better.
Deer Eye from the Straight Guy
Or Doe-eyed.
Lojill.
Went up the hill.
To fetch a pail of Jägermeister.
heh.
Jack fell down and broke his Bacon Salt.
This is the best line of the year. Bravo, sir!
Yes, yes!! ::jumping up and down:: I really really want to say something to someone. . . but if I said it here, wouldn’t it be the same as saying it there?
So I won’t. 
Actually, there is something I want to say all the time. The guy whose office is across the hall from mine never shuts up, and every time he talks he tries to emphasize what a badass he is–how smart he is, how unafraid of authority of is, how good he is at basketball/tennis/housepainting (seriously), what a studly athlete he was in high school, how hot his girlfriends were, etc., etc. What I want to say to him is, “Jesus, you’re so in love with yourself that if only you had fewer ribs, you’d spend all your time sucking your own cock.” But I have to see him every day and we’re in the same department, so I can’t really say that to him. :sigh:
So Lojill carefully descended and ordered another case.
Unfortunately, just then she was gored by an albino buck.
Quick! They’re all in one thread together. Box it up and ship it out…someplace like New Zealand.
Reminds me of what I’d like to say. “Hey guy from the next office over, quit walking by and peeeeering into my office. Either say hello or don’t frigging look in here!!!”