@hisnamesLen's most faved Tweets...
Take your shiny silver shirt back to whatever future you came from and advise your fashionistas that this office just isn’t ready yet.
The only god I believe in is the one who helps rappers win video music awards.
"I'm just a boy.. standing in front of a girl.. asking her to love him.. long time."
Fresh batch of college interns have arrived. I’ve been assigned my own little cutie to take under my wang. Yes, I meant “wang”.
“How’d you get that mark on your forehead?” “NOT from sneezing and banging my head on my desk while picking up an M&M. Definitely NOT that.”
Time to mess with the ex-girlfriend and change my facebook relationship status again. Head games, 2.0.
The next woman to ask me what I do for a living gets an earful of my Amway pitch. And a fantastic deal on water purifiers.
“How do you know you don’t like candycorn if you’ve never tried it?” “I’ve never tried penis either but somehow I JUST KNOW.
Last night’s steamed dumplings are certainly living up to their name today.
Everyone, let's slow traffic to a crawl and watch the man change his flat tire. Our passing empathy is what he needs right now.
De-listed AND un-followed? On Friday the 13th? Well, somebody’s eager for me to shrug uncaringly.
On this day at exactly 8:50 am EST, I ended domestic hunger.
Boss is on maternity leave & I'm working from home. Don't know why I'm still looking over my shoulder at a cardboard cutout of her in labor.
Another night coming home without a roofie slipped into my drink. C'mon ladies, step it up!
To hot IT chick: state your intentions before crawling underneath my desk. Next time I won’t be so hasty in unzipping my pants.
Guess who stood behind me as I read an email regarding a “surprise baby shower for the boss”? Yup. Gary from receiving. I don’t like him.
Bumped into Prince Harry outside the Burger King on Delancey. One of us was wearing a paper crown. Awkward...
Some of you rely on your kids for the funny & some of you - your pets. I have Smitty, my oven mitt. Say 'hi' Smi.. no? Ok.
Finally got her to stop humming. Amazing what a polite slap upside the head can accomplish. But now I have the yelling. Fucking rude.
The day YOU sway around the restroom in a floral dress and sing along to Lisa Loeb’s “Stay” is the day WE have something in common.
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