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| You know, I think that we could get this report in by Monday if we work toge... | |
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| You know what? You stink like a cab driver's armpit. | |
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| I'm gonna punch your face in so hard it'll look like you chugged salted lemons that lived in vinegar. | |
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| oooooh, I'm sooooo scared! Waaah, mommy! Save me! | |
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| Why don't you say that to my face! | |
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| I just did. PWN | |
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