I know some of you will be SHOCKED that I find this so hysterically funny … but I do. I can't explain it. Can I blame it on an overwrought mind perhaps? By the end of last week, my co-worker and I were regaling ourselves over and over with our imitations of a Deadwood "Good Morning" and were rolling about in the aisles. Our boss thought we were mad. Honestly though, after a week of questions such as, "will they melt?" (from a woman who has had breast implants & was going into a sauna for the first time) to an email enquiry to have one's forhead reduced and another enquiry requesting nipple enlargement … well, no wonder Deadwood comes to mind. Lordy!
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