I swear to all that is powerful in our universe, if I catch whoever is messing around in my desk... I will do something that is fairly unpleasant. It's like I leave my office, all my papers are where I want them, and by the time I get back they're all alphabetized, filed and put away!
What the hell do I need to do? Put a 13th lock on my door!?
Hold on, I'm getting a phone call.
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Apparently I have a secretary now? When did this happen? I need to go talk to some people.
Vincere Causa Anima Et Lucri
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