At some point between the last time I was in editorial (around 3 am this morning) and now, an evil mysterious cheesecake has appeared. There is no accompanying note and no clue as to its origin. Just cheese and cake heated into this sinister form of mockery delivered on a platter of styrofoam. I now believe that either someone from the staff—likely Charles, as it is easier for him to hide in the dark—is tormenting me, or the heads are more powerful than I first predicted.
- Something wicked this way come.
I think you should leave the office before you go completely crazy. Or just eat the cheesecake.
Now you’ve done it. Your photo caption is beckoning eeeevil.
OMG, that looks worth dying for
too many eithers in that ether.
The staff has gone full-on Golden Girls.
If it’s a Cheesecake Factory Red Velvet Cheesecake, RUN LIKE HELL.
Grant, I think I should come over tomorrow and try to talk you down; this situation is out of control. We can watch Tabitha’s Salon Takeover and eat cheese cake.
The plot thickens! I can’t wait to find out what is behind this evilcake!
Did someone receive this for Christmas and decide to share the love? That’s what’s been happening in my workplace the past two days. I still can’t figure out what anyone sees in Frango’s.
I think you should have some.
Afterward, we can find a way to burn off some calories. You’re trim, but it’s always good to keep the blood pumping.
Wait, I have an idea!
I was going along with you until this post. It is true that many strange and evil things seem to be transpiring in that cold lonely Stranger office.
But cheesecake? No. By definition, cheesecake cannot be evil (except perhaps to your waistline). It is good and delicious. Even the worst cheesecake is far better than any fruitcake ever made.
Eat it.
It’s an alien cheesecake. It’s going to eat you at New Year.
did he just call me a spook?
@13 – Charles, you just gave me the best laugh that I’ve had all week so far.