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Start whimpering and say your dog died of cancer and she shouldn't be so insensitive.
Better yet, put her on one of those chairs with wheels and grease the floor with butter. You will both distract her with the insatiable smell and ease the course of death.
unfortunetly I can't let on that I know, otherwise i would expose my coworkers for telling me... thank god I work with some really cool peops and they got my back
Quote:Originally posted by Hawt Baux
Better yet, put her on one of those chairs with wheels and grease the floor with butter. You will both distract her with the insatiable smell and ease the course of death.

Like the skunk, her defense mechanism of horrid stench would thwart me.
Just shove a pencil through her eyelid deep into her skull and be done with it!
Quote:Originally posted by TheDude
unfortunetly I can't let on that I know, otherwise i would expose my coworkers for telling me... thank god I work with some really cool peops and they got my back

you should pull a grumpy old men trick and put a dead fish in one of her drawers or something.
she would only laugh at the attempt... you tell me how to shove a pencil through something that looks like...

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and smells like:

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You combat it with some fresh smelling stuff. I say an armada of glade plug ins is in order.
OZIUM!
get a super-soaker filled with febreze
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