screams "I want my taco bitches!" www.palmbeachpost.com/lo...

daydreaming about a road trip. Open road, music and gas station food. And don't forget the stop to see the nation's biggest ball of yarn!

rides the tornado like Slim Pickins and plops into her chair. Yippee Kayea!

so over this place. *Grabs her roman helmet, gets on her bike, tosses a molotov cocktail over her shoulder and rides off into the night*

my head might explode. Bossman came up to me, said the employees complained to him that that THEY had to keep refilling the copier.

busts through the doors on her sweet motorcycle and burns up the corporate carpet doing donuts around the conference room.

gonna run to the bank then off to dad's 50th bday party! *scrambles under her desk, down through the trap door and to freedom*

knows you have probably already seen this but here it is anyway cause it's so damn funny

uses the network of tunnels, flips up the hatch under her desk and crawls up into her chair. What? I've totally been here the whole time...

distracts the rest of the office with the creepy circus clown she hired to juggle and do tricks while she sneaks out the back. Night all!