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Bob Gremlin strolled into the office around mid-afternoon with an ice pack on his head. He wasn't feeling great, but he had a job to be done and... Who was he kidding? He came back to the office to get an ice cream bar from the freezer he had hidden under his desk. While he was at it, he figured he might as well put up the weekly lists.
( Cut for record keeping )
Mmm... Ice cream bar. That made Bob Gremlin feel so much bettter.
[OOC: I blame the lateness on my own sickness. Wheee.]
( Cut for record keeping )
Mmm... Ice cream bar. That made Bob Gremlin feel so much bettter.
[OOC: I blame the lateness on my own sickness. Wheee.]
