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Thursday, March 23, 2006
Everybody loves The Onion, right? Well let me tell you something about The Onion: its office staffers don't wash their hands after using the bathroom. I know because the place where I work shares a bathroom with the Chicago office of The Onion. They are intolererable. All day long I hear their dogs barking and their techno music through the walls. I see them in the bathroom, each of them dressed like their personal favorite member of Blink 182. Of everybody in the building on our floor, it's The Onion staffers who make it a habit to drop anchor at work - SAVAGES! And they never wash their hands, even after dropping their kids off at the pool; at best just a little quick finger twiddling under the faucet with no soap to make sure that the bacteria on their hands has a nice moist evironment in which to grow.Brian 10:20 PM
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