If a nuclear Holocaust happens today, all of which will be tomorrow are the cockroaches, and the use of plastic bags, candy corn, and crazy people. So long as none of the life of this planet, they are always the Ratatouille.
And this dude takes the cake-err, pizza. If you plan to never get kicked out of work, this is the way to do it.
Apparently, he was invited by our customers after their stay at cows and pigs, the cake smeared across his face and rattled off the digits of pi.
I found this on the Web, does not have a news story, but it should be. Apparently some guy posted his buddy warning letter to Domino's Pizza. So sorry dude, who got canned but going down in flames in that regard, it must be repeated.
This is the incident, the report of the in all its glory:
An unknown substance, as the case may be, hallucinogenic nature an intoxicated target. These customers "of domestic animals of the bovine and porcine animals." When a customer complained about, he told him, "go to straddle narwhale" was removed from the gene-pool chlorinated pizza cutting area where customer service, he wrote, "PI" messages to customers. He became frustrated when he could recite "PI" and "as available" basis only, the number of the 46th. When you go home, she smeared lava cake mix over his face, and yelled, "I'm Rick James ..." [_] does not exist, all rostered shift today.
When you've read all that, do you at least a little bit strange to know exactly what this maniac had hallucinogenic? My guess is they all.
And Yes, Domino 's, threw him in the book. Action taken: termination. I hope that he received a full blown cyborg Arnold Schwarzenegger termination.
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