Well, That Moment Was Fleeting.

Remember how a few days ago I was bragging like a bragging braggart about how mature I was?  Well, that moment was fleeting.

Yesterday at work, I was taking a sip from my cup of tea when the teabag hit me in the face. I couldn’t quit giggling for like 20 minutes.

And some of you were worried I was permanently maturing…..

Happy Friday y’all!!!

38 thoughts on “Well, That Moment Was Fleeting.

  1. LOL So glad to hear the GotC i’ve gotten to know and love is alive and wet, I mean, well. Wait. Okay. I have to be careful how I phrase things.

  2. This made me laugh. You were teabagged! I will let you look that up in the urban dictionary. Sorry, it’s the first thing that popped into my head.

      1. I am glad someone else’s mind is in the gutter…thanks musings…This is the correct reply…i posted this in the wrong one…whoops

  3. emmlaa says:

    I fought the urge to stick my middle finger up at a white van man today…….but I did not win the fight.

      1. u r just too funny for the word funny. its always a delight to stop work n read smtin from you. wish i could blog almost all the stuff u put up.
        u still matured to me. ;D

  4. Happens to the best of us. One day some time ago, I was bragging to my colleague about how I make tea quicker than her. So in the kitchen, I put a teabag, powdered milk, sugar, and water in my cup and couldn’t for the life of me figure out why it was all white and weird looking. Turns out, I had poured ice cold water from the dispenser rather than from the hot side. 😀

  5. Haha that totally made my morning. I don’t think it necessarily makes you immature though – if you didn’t laugh I’d just think you were boring 🙂

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