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Tuesday, 25 February
Local Man Endures Pointless Existence
SEATTLE (AP)-- In a stunning reversal of fortune today, local cubicle ape Skot Kurruk emerged victorious in an ongoing battle over his server-based Citrix platform. At approximately 10:48 AM, the awful, Chiclet-shaped Citrix terminal was removed from his desktop, melted into slag, and then cast into Gehenna. The Citrix terminal was unavailable for quotation due to eternal damnation. Earlier in the day, Kurruk had been working on his Citrix terminal, and was told by one supervisor to switch to his PC. This command was immediately countermanded by another supervisor, causing Skot to slash at his own face with a lemon zester. A third supervisor was reportedly "probably off murdering old people or something," according to Kurruk. It was an impasse. Details become hazy here, with Kurruk reportedly seeking refuge under his desk with a whiskey bottle while a battle raged between his supervisors. While Kurruk drank the smoky nectar, the skies cracked as the Elder Check-Signers fought a pitched battle; finally, when things had quieted, Skot looked out to discover the corpse of one supervisor lying on the thin carpet, with the other waving a PC dongle to the heavens. Skot dropped to one knee and pledged fealty to the victor, who cried out, "I AM UNFUCKABLE-WITH!" Network printers fell into a respectful silence, and the water cooler gurgled not. Kurruk then returned to his work station, accompanied by a twitchy functionary-imp dispatched by compserv. "How can I serve thee?" the worthless beast reportedly hissed, and Kurruk thundered, "Get this fucking thing off my desk." The tiny being scampered to do Skot's bidding, pausing only to bow several times in a piteous display of humility. After the entire affair was concluded, Kurruk remained reflective about the experience. "The Darkness has been expunged. I am cleansed with divine light," explained Kurruk. He then crashed his browser by attempting to use it on the "Internet." "Home, I'm home," he whispered as tears rolled down his cheeks. |