felonious69
Silver Member
At a former job, a co-worker and I would always pick on each other.
Eventually, after several back and forths between us, I would always "finish" by singing to her:
"On the day that you were born the angels got together
And decided to create a dream come true
So they sprinkled gold dust in your hair of gold
And starlight in your eyes of blue"
For the rest of the day:
"Damn it, Bob! You got that song stuck in my head AGAIN!"
Eventually, after several back and forths between us, I would always "finish" by singing to her:
"On the day that you were born the angels got together
And decided to create a dream come true
So they sprinkled gold dust in your hair of gold
And starlight in your eyes of blue"
For the rest of the day:
"Damn it, Bob! You got that song stuck in my head AGAIN!"