YOU GUISE. IT HAS BEEN A DAY.
In between putting out tiny work fires and getting important things did, we've been having FEELINGS. There have been nasty trolls (was that just me?) and nasty life stuff and nasty nasty nasty.
And when we have a bad situation, thanks to Burt Reynolds is My Spirit Guide/Rebecca, now we DUMP BUNNIES.
It's raining bunnies!
Wait. That bunny is creepy. Not that bunny. This bunny:
This birth simulator article didn't originate on GroupThink, so UberTrout is probably going to fire me, but when I clicked it, the first thread I saw talked about Klingon birthing rituals. You guys know me and my Klingons. (JennyApples? Are you out there? KLINGONS!) Thanks for sharing, KCunning. You get a bunny! See Bunny #2
Confused about the origins of bunny bombing? Rebecca/BRIMSG has you covered. I have to link it here because if you don't link all of BRIMSG's ideas, Rebecca starts to complain about conspiracies in the Dump. I'M NOT GETTING PAID OFF BY THE TROUT, BRIMSG. I AM STILL WAITING TO RECEIVE A PERSONAL CHECK FROM YOU. You only get one vodka bunny. See Bunny #3
Brag Bag is one of my favorite GroupThink features, but Iron Ma'am posted it while I was working. All of you braggarts get a bunny but IM gets zero bunnies for not being more considerate in the brag scheduling!
BRIMSG posted something about Burt. (Check. Mail. Send it. No bunnies.)
It doesn't look like a real word anymore, guys. That's how I know it's time.