"Riding in this car with you guys is like watching Billy Elliot on repeat."
-me, to my three male co-workers whose maturity levels combined would not be tall enough to ride any rollercoaster at any legitimate travelling carnival. I meant to say Billy Madison, but since working here with them, my intelligence has dramatically dropped so low that I mistook an idiotic Adam Sandler vehicle with the movie about a teenage boy who dreams of joining the ballet.
Upon hearing this, all three jumped out of the car and began to twirl.
Sometimes I love working here. Now, I'm off to go play with shiny things. Oh my god, am I becoming a bumbling yokel since graduating.
Ooh, that dog has a puffy tail! Here puff! Here puff!
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