Sunday, February 7, 2016

Greetings Laff Lovers,

I was just walking out of the kitchen where I had ground up a fresh pot of my special dark Arabica roast and balanced it perfectly with just a little bit of cream and two spoonfuls of sugar.

As I was walking back to my office I took an experimental sip and was so impressed with my expertise that I couldn't help announcing to the office, "Ahhh...I like my coffee like I like my women...sweet and creamy."

That prompted Lewis who was standing there to interject, "And I like my women like I like my eye glasses...on my face."

That got a general laugh from the office. Poor Clean Laffs Joe apparently felt like his comedic virility was being threatened because he immediately contribute his 2 cents with, "I like my women like I like my steaks...pink on the inside with a ring of fat around them."

To-each-his-own-ly,

TZ

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