Just a quick one. I'm in Miami doing some freelance work. The partner I'm working with at this agency has a tendency to stick his hand down his pants. Down his underwear. Constantly. And right in front of me. We drove to the McD's drive-thru to pick up some ice cream. The drive-thru cashier hands it to him and the moment I see his hand touch the cone I realize–
He hasn't washed his hands.
The cone is my favorite part.
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