Ahhh… the fun we have in my office with a subway bag and a black magic marker. Yes, it’s the…
Enjoy! We’ve been threating each other with it all day. Soon, I’ll teach you how to make your own FLOATING HEAD OF DEATH. 
Oh, cripes! I have just given myself a migraine trying not to laugh out loud in my cube farm. I look forward to the instructions.
This is a Far Side reference, if I’m not mistook?
Good work.
Is it just me, or does the arrow on the Y in “Subway” look like some sort of demonic tail?
(I have to say, I’m a little disappointed you didn’t make a Floating Head of Death for me when we ate at Subway. ;))
Aww… I’m sorry sweetie. I thought you would just be satisfied with my Floating Head of…
You know what… I’m just gonna let that one go.
You have entirely too much time on your hands, Simetra 
Floating Head of Death, indeed!
[sub]can you send me one?[/sub]
You have entirely too much time on your hands, Simetra
Floating Head of Death, indeed!
[sub]can you send me one?[/sub]
AAAAH!
There’s only one thing scarier than a foam-mouthed CMsgt or a livid Colonel:
The FLOATING HEAD OF DEATH
I’m going right back to my memo-pushing and paper shuffling, sir!
Tripler
Holy CRAP that’s scary!
Cool! Low-budget piñatas!
Redecorate your office using only Subway bags and a tank of helium.
Now if you can get a remote-control model zeppelin motor attached to that, you’d have a more effective system for e-mail, memos, and oh god - handing out pink slips.
“Run! Run for your lives! The FHOD[sup]TM[/sup] is down-sizing Martha!! Oh, the horror! The horror! Oh god I can’t look…”
The more I think about it, the funnier it gets…
Of course, my French class once brought paper bags made into masks and wore them over our heads for the entire French period.
We did weird things like that a lot–that teacher always reacted great.
Nice artwork, by the way, Simetra. 
In one of the ad agencies I worked, the media buyer and I drew little singing faces on our fingtertips, hid behind a desk, waited for the VP to walk in, then treated her to The Mormon Tabernacle All-Finger Choir.
(her reaction, in a broad Boston accent, was, “Very funny girls—get back to work.”)
My god, Simetra, you have the exact same cubicle walls we do…
Oh the irony of reading this at work when I should be working.
But of course my job isn’t the defense of the free world!
You, sir, are a silly boy.
Death seems a bit severe. I think it’s more like the floating head of indegestion . . .
Yes… but it’s endearing, right? 
The best part was when we threw it over the cubical wall and scared one of the guys in the other cube. We all had a good laugh at his expense.
I’m glad you all like the FHOD.
[sub]P.S. Trip. Our Chief actually thought it was really funny being a big Far Side fan and all.[/sub]
You is. It’s from Red Meat.
Okay…maybe you isn’t, but it’s from Red Meat, too…
“GAZE UPON ME…”