
Even without the process of elimination (there is no one else here today), it would be pretty obvious that this is the work of the Vietnamese delegate. I only wish that I wasn't leaving early, so I could see him take home the empty cup at the end of the day. Presumably after he has licked the precious remnants of caramel-like liquid substance off the lid.
And this makes me giggle until my enormous quanties of poisoned phenylalanine soda spews from my olfactory cavities and causes fits of bubbly pain...in other words...I like it!
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