2002-05-02 & 11:08 a.m. : mini-golf

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand the Co-Worker has been playing internet golf all morning.

having just beaten his friend's top score, he ran into my cube, did a strange dance that half looked like sumo-wrestling and half looked like ronald miller's dance from can't buy me love then ran back to his cube, all the while saying things like

"OH YEAH! THAT'S RIGHT! I OWN HIS ASS"

and then he came back and made a motion like he was smacking someone's ass whilst fucking them from behind.

is that sexual harrassment?

is is sexual harrassment if i fall out of my chair laughing while he does it?

man do i need some juice, stat.