I was on the elevator today, minding my own business and what do I hear?
"Yeah, he's not happy unless he's 'jiggling' balls"
Of course, I know he meant juggling; but I have an adolescent sense of humor. So I started giggling. On the elevator. In the executive elevator, no less.
I hightailed it out of there as fast as I could.
....and continued giggling all the way down the street.
RisibleGirl was blabbing on about her adventures again on 03/08 at 10:51 AM
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