so, I'm sitting in The Babe's office and she's doing this stuff, like conference calls and shopping all at once. It's a medium sized office with a desk, and bookshelves and a sofa and a couple of cabinets and computers and a printer and stuff including a large shredder.
So, I'm sitting on the sofa and, for some reason I say 'gosh, Susie, your legs are looking great!' As you do. And, the second I say this, the shredder whirs in to action all of its own accord. Nobody touches a switch or presses a button. It just goes 'whirrrrrr'.
Collapse of not-so-stout parties.
Have any of you started machines by sheer force of will or passion or whatever?
So, I'm sitting on the sofa and, for some reason I say 'gosh, Susie, your legs are looking great!' As you do. And, the second I say this, the shredder whirs in to action all of its own accord. Nobody touches a switch or presses a button. It just goes 'whirrrrrr'.
Collapse of not-so-stout parties.
Have any of you started machines by sheer force of will or passion or whatever?