Sittin' Here in Margaritaville

Scene: (now at a new firm), RS is asked what she is working on by new colleague MD.

RS: I don't know. I'm "on the beach."

MD: What does that mean?

RS: It means I don't have S*!% to do.

MD: Guess I'm "on the beach" too. It'd be better if we were sippin' on some margaritas ....

Did somebody say TASTY BEVERAGE???

E-Mail Follies

E-mail from AE to TC.

"Never tempt a preggars"

Damn Good

Scene: TP hunched over her lunch in her cube.

JS: Check out TP's quesadilla.
TP: There's nothing left, I'm housing it...

You wankers

(Scene: Sydney office. ZH, PM and EH are discussing a certain client’s penchant for speaking in management-consultant techno-babble.)

ZH: We just want to make sure they’re speaking plain English. I mean, we don’t want to be drowning in wank.

Silence around the table for a beat.

ZH: Oh my God, that is totally gross!

EH: Yeah, but it would be a killer band name: Drowning in Wank!

Bet You Didn't Know...

Anonymous: "Everyone is down with Ramadan."

No More Alcohol...

MW to TC (w/ KJ present): So ask KJ why she's not drinking? (alluding to a binge filled weekend)
TC to KJ: Why aren't you drinking?
KJ: Cuz its Ramadan...

Forget Milk - Got Xanax?

(Scene: SC, MW, and JS are lunching at a restuarant with an outdoor patio)

JS: Do you know what I wanna do?

(SC and MW are afraid to ask)

JS: I want to get a whole bunch of Xanax and crush it all up and put it in people's drinks so that they can calm the f* down.

MW: You may be on to something...It's not ER, it's PR!