Friday night at iMarc
Wafting down the hall from the other end of the office is an ungodly wave of sound that could only mean one of two things. Either somebody broke in and is torturing animals down there, or some subset of the staff is down there drinking 40s of malt liquor and playing Rock Band.
Update: Robert just walked in announcing his desire to go buy an X-Box 360 and get Rock Band. I'm breathing a little easier.
I love working here.
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RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRUuuuuuuuuuunnnnnnn to the hillllllllllllllllllllllllzzzzzzzzzz.
I ALSO love working here. 360 FOR LIFE.
The women of iMarc also heard these strange noises and made the wise decision to go up the street to the nearest bar. Although, I have to say that Fred has a beautiful voice which could be heard from the parking lot below.
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I think I ruined the very idea of percussion for some people last night.