Partners in Crime

It was Sunday, a day like any other. Except that it was Emma's second communion, we got to sit (and sing) with the Choir, and make trouble at work.

We went over to my building, which is exactly 1 minute and 57 second's walk from my modest apartment (according to Val's stop watch) and I did some lame work stuff. The girls -- that's right, THEY -- got the idea to pull a few pranks. I love them so!!

First, Joe's orange became his new pencil/pen holder. Bwa ha haaaa! Then we pulled Lisa's mouse cord out of the back of her PC.

Both pranks were emminently successful.

When the girls get married I won't be losing my daughters, but my partners in crime.