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Subject: Virus Warning

Importance: High

There is a new virus going around, called "WORK". If you receive any sort of "work" at all, whether via email, internet or simply handed to you by a colleague ..... DO NOT OPEN IT.

Work has been circulating around our building for months and those who have been tempted to open "work" or even look at "work" have found that their social life is deleted and their brain ceases to function properly. If you do encounter "work" via email or are faced with any "work" at all, then to purge the virus, send an email to your boss with the words: "Sorry.... I'm off to the pub". The "work" should automatically be deleted from your brain.

If you receive "work" in a paper-document form, simply lift the document and drag the "work" to your bin. Put on your coat and skip to the nearest bar with two friends and order three pints of beer. After repeating this action 14 times, you will find that "work" will no longer be of any relevance to you. Send this message to everyone in your address book. If you do not have anyone in your address book, then I'm afraid the work" virus has already corrupted you.

"How can I thank you, you mysterious, black-clad hunk of a night thing?

No need, little lady, your tears of gratitude are enough for me. You see, I was once a badass vampire, but love and a pesky curse defanged me. Now Iím just a big, fluffy puppy with bad teeth. No, not the hair! Never the hair!

But there must be someway I can show my appreciation. No, helping those in needís my job, - and working up a load of sexual tension, and prancing away like a magnificent poof is truly thanks enough!

I understand. I have a nephew who is gay, soÖ

Say no more. Evilís still afoot! And Iím almost out of that Nancy-boy hair-gel that I like so much. Quickly, to the Angel-mobile, away!"

haha - (private joke I guess...)


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