Can I Get Some Global Warming?

It's cold up in this office ya'll. I'm gonna need for someone to get up off the checkbook and pay to have this mutha fixed.

I'm blessed with a little extra bodily insulation, so I'm just a little inconvenienced trying to work in my coat. But Lulu's sitting over there in her Cuddle Duds, knee socks, dickie, coat, gloves, a blanket pulled over her lap and a portable heater going wide open.

58° is not an acceptable office temperature.

Bubbles is on the phone with her Bubbahubby, baby talkin' to him how cold she is, coughing here and there for effect, asking him to "pwease, pwease bwing Bubbawubbles some hawt chockwet???"

God give me strength.

She shouldn't be that cold. I'm sure those sweat socks and goat poop stained pink crocks are keeping her feet plenty warm and her fashionable camo print fleece men's shirt she wears around the office when she's chilly should be enough to keep her nice and toasty.

Lord knows they provide me with hours of entertainment.

Anywho, I think I'm gonna go huddle in the printer room for warmth. We'll talk again soon.

Later Taters!