Here is a shot of one of our typical Friday afternoon Happy Hours in the office.
Rob, although disgusted by the "girliness" of his margarita, forces himself to hold his breath and drink it down.
Melissa, who has been studying improv for years, pantomimes eating a handful of imaginary sunflower seeds and spitting the shells on our nice new carpet.
And Perry does us the courtesy of covering his hideous disfigurement, elephantitis of the opinion.