Omi made it back safe and sound from his journey to explore the rest of the office. He encountered water fountains, toilets, and a certain copy machine who shall remain nameless. I think Omi learned that the best place to find yourself, is in your own backyard. So he returned to the safety of my cubicle to help me once again thwart office evil and help maintain order within the business unit.
Sadly, Omi ran across a package of unmarked pills during his travels. I told him to throw them away; that they were unsafe for little ninjas. Omi didn't listen. Soon he was tripping worse than Barney on meth, and we all know how that turned out.
I spent all day yesterday watching over our little friend; making sure he didn't fall asleep in the copier, or accidentally swallow his sai. Luckily, he passed the day in a harmless psychedelic bliss which can only be described as groovy.
Afterwards, Omi learned the full negative effects of drugs, and he is wiser for it.
I wish they made mini-ninja aspirin...poor Omi.
7 comments:
OD'ing on Advils and throwing up coffee and/or tea?
Hmm. Sounds like a regular Wednesday to me...
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Awww. That's a lot of spew for a little Omni. ahhhhhhhhhhhhh ha ha ha ha ha!
Ha ha! Hmmm...Omi must be taking a page from Pishy.
Awww, poor omi, maybe he's learned his lesson now!
I'm glad to see he survived and didn't drown in it like a little ninja rock star. That would have been a bad way to go.
Looks like he vomited up a bunch of reefer. You're supposed to smoke it, Omi! Fucking hippie ninjas.
LMFAO!
You really do need a different job don'tcha? At least this project wasted, what....an hour out of your hell on earth time which is work? hehe
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