The Blame Game

I love the way people blame their mess on others.  One popular snack in the cubicles is peanuts.  The shells and skins get all over the place.  The person always says that he's sorry, but it's the visitors that make the mess.  Dude.  Take away their fricken peanuts.  If not, then quit complaining and quit bothering me.  Live with it.

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