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| Week 12 Assignment Status: Hal did a fine job placing second in the OS3 contest. Task: Not in yet Question: Not in yet Week 11 Assignment Status: Task:  COMPLETEQuestion:
COMPLETEOpinion Response: Well, maybe i would call my mom up and have her come over and spit on her hand and wipe it down. I remember as a child that working rather well. OK, thats a lie. I would, probably just go with the messy hair look. Its in ya know? Everyones doing it! Only the cool people where there hair that way. ITS TRUE!! YOU HAVE TO BELIEVE ME!! Ah, who cares, you just a loser anyhow. You dont understand fashion and trends and what it takes to be on the cutting edge of fashion. You, looking like your mother dressed you this morning, in the dark. You should be one to talk. I dont see you on the cover of GQ. Here is $10, go get a real haircut and stop using that Flobee®. Week 10 Assignment Status: Voted To Fire: Kate Task: COMPLETEQuestion:
COMPLETEOpinion Response: Well, i wasnt so sure. So this week at work i tried to reproduce this question. First off, its hard as hell to get something stuck when you want it too. Took me $54.75 top finally get something stuck. Well, it actually didnt get stuck it more or less was lying upon the other $54.25 worth of candy piled at the bottom of the vending machine. Anyhow, with the first part of my plane completed i proceeded to smack the vending machine. To no avail. That followed by a kick, and another, a punch, another kick. Still nothing. Sad. So I went back to my desk and i got a stapler and returned to the vending machine. By this time there were about 4 people in there thinking it was free candy day and looting my stuff! So i proceeded to start stapling them in the back and telling them that i had paid for that candy. With a few shreiks and threats from them they they were going to HR to report me, I was alone with the vending machine again. The stapler did the trick, o! ne smack with that and the glasss broke and a mountain of candy poured out. Then i realized what i would do when confronted with the situation layed before me this week. RUN!!! And i ran, and ran. And i ate a snickers bar while running to give me the much needed energy I would need to outrun the cops following my work related attack. Im not so sure what to do now though. Ive been hiding in this office for three days now. Week 9 Assignment Status: Voted To Fire: Dave Task: COMPLETEQuestion:
COMPLETEOpinion Response: I lie to myself. I tell myself that its different now, everything has changed. No, hes not the small time petty crook that he once was, that he no longer spends his free time selling his body on the street for Super Nintendo cartridges. No, hes a changed man. He was a changed man the day he stopped wearing his underoos over his clothes. And that whole thing with the Wd-40, The egg beater and those Lincoln Logs was just an accident and it really could of happened to anyone. Then i would follow those thoughts up with a lie to my brother telling him i cant help him with a job but i will offer a ride down to McDonalds so he can pick up an application. Week 8 Assignment Status: Voted To Fire: Dave Task:
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CORRECTOpinion Response: I suppose it depends. Now, if i had to pose in a speedo as i was rolling around in chips, getting all greasy. Well then, how could I pass that up? However, if they wanted me to dress up as an Owl or something and eat there chips that way. Im not so sure. Ah hell, who am i kidding. I would do it, you only live once.
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Question Response: Why are you leaving work early? "At first I might just
feign death, eventually when he was done sniffing my carcass he would leave. The bonus to
this is I can probably take the next few days off also. If that didn’t work and he continued to attack me as I lie on the ground 'dead' I would tell him that I had flexed the time earlier in the week and had it not been for the emergency of my dog eating the neighbors kitty litter again and the fact that he/she was not in there office I would of stopped by to tell him I was leaving and then I would tell them "that’s a lovely tie/dress you are wearing today." And finally I would look my boss dead in the eye and say in a threatening manor "How do you feel about spading/neutering?" then I would leave"
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