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I'm not a lush; I'm a social worker. Do the math. If you see booze in a photo of a table, it's my day off. If you don't, then I'm probably on a snatched smoke break or lunch hour. If you don't see a pack of smokes on the table -- and this is very important -- call the cops, as there's likely to be a homicide, and soon. Actually, now that I think of it, nevermind. It's probably too late.

Look, I didn't want one of those fricken' phones of the future. I just recently managed to get myself a phone with a screen that does more than Radio Shack green. Then, one day, my wireless phone bill was heart-attack-inducing, so I switched plans to have unlimited me to my friends coverage. Long story short, the smarmy sales guy talked me into springing for a picture phone, too. So maybe I'll take a few pictures now and then, and maybe I'll get tired of this in a week. It's pretty much just like Christmas, or Vegas, or Yesterday.

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In case of fire, we should apparently head for the top floor?

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12th Sep 2005, 13:43  

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seaneeboy says:

It's where they keep the parachutes :)

12th Sep 2005, 13:49

silversmoke says:

But what if the parachutes are on FIRE?

(Alternately: being attacked by flying space slugs, as it appears the man in the picture is.)

12th Sep 2005, 14:03

adampknave says:

No no no.

In case of fire, run down stairs BACKWARDS.

12th Sep 2005, 15:19

teflon says:

What, straight into the flying space slugs?

12th Sep 2005, 15:23

adampknave says:

YES! the space slugs shall inbed themselves in your ass making you IMMUNE TO FIRE.

This is why ppl die in fires, they can't read the signs.

12th Sep 2005, 15:39

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