Last week I told you about my wife’s demon bunny and how she taunts me with it on a regular basis. (The taunting hasn’t stopped, by the way. Yesterday morning I found it in the drawer where I keep my Bible. How am I supposed to have my time with Jesus when my heart just stopped beating? I mean, face-to-face time with Jesus, sure…)
But now my co-workers have gotten into the act, because Sunday morning I walked into my office and flipped on the lights to find this:
So I ask you: with co workers like these, who needs enemies?