Call me unwoke, but maybe don’t write on decorations put up by a coworker and act surprised they didn’t like that their fun thing was ruined by you and had to get taken down and moved
queria que o nariz dele fosse um cartão de crédito e minha buceta fosse uma maquininha que não validou a transação e ele esfregasse a cara em mim até eu dizer "vai ter que inserir"