Tikvah's Brain waste

Frueher war mehr Lametta

You know you need a break when you work as a receptionist on the early shift and greet a lady from the accountings department with a convinced grin and a hearty “Good evening!” at 7:30 am. *moronic giggle*

—Tikvah’s obviously wasted, prionic disease-stricken brain

My idea of a day off

My idea of a day off

Sometimes it’s the little fails…

Sometimes it’s the little fails…

This is not meant to be entertaining, nor irony, nor anything of the like. Just my two Euro-Cents: IF A DOCTOR CONFRONTS YOU WITH AN UNPLEASANT DIAGNOSIS, ALWAYS! GET A SECOND OPINION

—Tikvah’s wasted brain

still thinking of a proper word for this… EPIC does not even begin to cover it