Snapshots from Green Victoria (tedwords) wrote,
Snapshots from Green Victoria


"The new trainee at work is gay and a pothead."

It had been the target of Corb's fascination for the past week now, and one he had spent much time speculating on as a topic of conversation at dinnertime, and on more than one occasion. So, the text message didn't come entirely out of thin air, although it was interesting that he felt that he now had some proof.

"How do you know that?" I texted back.

"He left his phone of my desk while I was training him today," Corb replied. ""He received a text from Joe the weed supplier."

I have to admit, I did laugh loudly at my desk, when I received that. "Maybe he just really cares a lot about his lawn," I texted back.

"Yes! Now that you mention it, the text did say, 'I've got your turf builder and grub control.'"

Sure it did. "How do you know he's gay?"

"Well...I may have clicked on to his photo album."


"That boy has more cock photos than Colonel Sanders," replied Corb. 

Well, it's all well and good, but honestly, who in their right mind, if you're getting text messages from your weed dealer and have a cell phone bulging with penis photos, would wander off and leave their cell phone on someone's desk without a password? I think I might be a little more careful than that. Of course, I don't have a weed dealer and my cell phone doesn't have a single penis on it.  

Now, was it right for Corb to take a peek at what the trainee had inside his cell phone? Well, probably not, but I have to say, in all honesty, if someone left their cell phone at my desk and walked away, and a message came up from their weed dealer, I would probably have done the same exact thing.

Let that be a lesson to you, children, if you like the weed and like to save the cock on your cell phone...well...just keep it in your pants, okay? Okay. 
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