So this morning, on my way into the office, I noticed this thuggish squash guy staring me down.  I thought, “I know you’re thuggish because you have a nylon stocking on your head.  Don’t start none, won’t be none!”

We exchanged head bobs and intense stares and went about our individual business.

Turns out, one of our Photoshop ninjas set this guy free after a too-long visit in his pantry.

Awesome.

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