Landmines

I was bored today, I took the liberty of planting landmines in a few discreet places around my office today. (If you know what's good for you, don't plan on visiting the 6th floor of 150 Broadway today. If you catch my drift. Landmines.)

Now I'm going to sit back at my cubicle and watch the hilarity ensue. And by hilarty, I mean of course, watching peoples legs and genitalia get sheared off by a directed blast the equivalent of two hand grenades.

Hardee-har! There goes Eddie G from "accounts receivable!" Sorry to hear about that left leg below the knee!