.”It’s part of the never-ending litany of bizarre noises and strange odors emanating from his cubicle.Weird laughter, inappropriate jokes, bodily ...oises. And the Smells. God the Smells.Every. Damn. Day. Sardines in heavy oil. Sardines in Mustard. Once in a while pickled herring. And the occasional tin of smoked oysters. The tins just sit in his trash can. Reeking. All week.I can’t even enjoy my precious coffee.The worst part about the laughter is that nobody is back there with him, and he isn’t. I have proof you took the magazines, now tell me whatyou did with them." I looked at them while masturbating," I sobbed."Thank you for telling me the truth. Normally I would not intrude on whatyou do with your personal time, but since you took something that was notyours to take and more importantly you lied to me, you do not have privacyprivileges. Tell me exactly which ones you looked at?" she said in a verysarcastic tone."All of them" I meekly said. "Even the gay ones?" she asked in a. More

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