A slice of how wook spends her day at work...

[wook77]

How do I spend my day at work?



wook77: oh god
wook77: you've rubbed off on me
wook77: I seriously blame you for the blush that is all over me head to foot
wook77: i had a bit of chicken fall back into the container... and it splashed the marinara a bit... so I had my door shut and I grabbed my boob to shift it to see if it splattered my shirt
wook77: my boss pops his head in while I'm grabbing and shifting and eyeballing
ficlette: LMAO
wook77: and then he says... I'll come back
wook77: this is all your fault
ficlette: oh my god. you - hahahaha. that is priceless
wook77: ALL YOUR FAULT!
ficlette: i'm innocent!
wook77: yeah and I'm boba fett
ficlette: i promise not to make a boba/booba joke right here
wook77: OMG
wook77: the blush is back
ficlette): LMAO YES
wook77: i'm so fucking hot
ficlette: hahahahahahah
wook77: STOP THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEANT!
wook77: christ, this blush needs to go away now
ficlette: omg, it is amusing me to no end how you keep digging the hole deeper for yourself
ficlette: my hot little booba
wook77: I hate you
ficlette: I love you
wook77: but omg, this is awful
wook77: my boss thinks I fondle my breasticles at lunch
ficlette: LMAO don't lie, it's not just what your boss thinks. it's okay, we know that lunch gets boring
ficlette: *fondle fondle*
wook77: snirt, you're awful and I no longer want to have merry get with sam
wook77: merry is packing up his lube and leaving
wook77: he'll take care of his own damn self or find smeagol
ficlette: what?! that's a damnable lie right there
ficlette: WHAT
wook77: that's right... sam is getting dumped for smeagol
ficlette: YOU BASTARD

Comments

[ficlette.livejournal.com]

Sam/Booba/Merreh OTP. :D :D

[wook77.livejournal.com]

Smeagol/Booba/Merreh otp :P

[ficlette.livejournal.com]

....Not amused.

[wook77.livejournal.com]

Fine... sam can watch.

[ficlette.livejournal.com]

I'm so running off with Frodo.

[wook77.livejournal.com]

Not unless I can come too. My Pip sucks.

[ficlette.livejournal.com]

Fine... Merry can watch.

[wook77.livejournal.com]

Merry wants to join in or he'll just say random shit like "is that a zit on your arse, sam?" or "Look, Smeagol, they're really going at it". Do you really want that? Let him join in.

[ficlette.livejournal.com]

You evil thing. FINE. Merry's in. But only if he behaves and leaves Smeagol FAR AWAY.

[wook77.livejournal.com]

Fine... Smeagol's out.

But Merry is in WWWWWWWWWWWWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

[coffeejunkii.livejournal.com]

*facepalms*

although i can't quite picture how moving your boob aside would help with the inspection of your shirt :-?

[wook77.livejournal.com]

The splatter was on the bottom of my boob so I had to shift the boob to look at the shirt as it was in the way.

[mordyn4]

LMAO, this post reveals breast size. I totally got it. :P

[fiona-fawkes.livejournal.com]

my hot little booba???

Ahahahahaha.....*dies*

I'm gonna make you an icon that says that.

[wook77.livejournal.com]

OMG YES! That will make me squee with delight!

[fiona-fawkes.livejournal.com]

[wook77.livejournal.com]

You are delightfully evil but I'd love to know when you were takign pictures of me in a swimsuit because I'm currently going OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOGMOGMOGMOMGTHAT"SMYACTUALTITFILLINGTHATOUT!

I am so mortified but giggly at the same time.

[silentauror.livejournal.com]

Ahahahahahahahaha! :D I love that! You poor thing, the marinara sauce, the breasticle fondling... yeah. That totally sounds like the sort of thing that would happen to me! :P

[wook77.livejournal.com]

I totally blame ficlette because crap like that happens to her ALL the time and I'm sure that it's rubbed off on me.

[silentauror.livejournal.com]

You poor thing. :D

[best-of-five.livejournal.com]

ahha!! this totally explains the icon you used.

i think you owe your boss many hours of therapy :D that poor li'l gay boy!