det_mike_logan (det_mike_logan) wrote,

A General Email

Dear Co-Workers:

As you know, I have a small child at home. This means that I have to eat the freaking carrots she left out for some non-existent reindeer, but that also means I get to eat that fat bastard Santa's cookies.

Well, in the spirit of the season, I embraced that duty. Millie'd baked up a storm, and had a bunch of things to put in the breakroom - I think she even had stuff for the 2-7 and the 1-6. However, I got there first.

So, basically, Millie baked you a cookie, but I eated it.

Merry Freakin' Christmas.


P.S. Mill - where are my antacids!

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