August 15, 2019

Greetings Laff Lovers,

So we had our company picnic Saturday and I must say it was a success. Magilla and Satan sprung for some real hamburgers this year instead of the frozen fat burgers of years past that reduced to charcoal and started a grill fire that could be seen from space.

What could also be seen from space was the cleavage of all the women bouncing around in tank tops as they played volleyball. All that running and diving was my favorite part of the whole picnic. I think a few of them are prime candidates for breast reduction surgery... that is if they choose to disdain the gifts God gave them.

I asked a couple of the ones I didn't recognize for their phone numbers when my wife wasn't looking, and they said, "TZ, we've been working with you for 10 years."

I said, "Wow, I don't think I ever saw your faces before."

My team lost in the first round of the cornhole tournament because I was randomly paired with Magilla's not-so-quick nephew. He was so distracted by the sweets table that the bags all had chocolate on them. I was disappointed because when it comes to cornholing you usually can't stop me.

Well, it was a fun day anyway. All except for all the times the women were pointing me out to their husbands.

That's-him-over-therely,

TZ

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