To set this up you need to know that  we have some stray cats that hang out behind the building. Joe has made it his job to feed them every day. So Dave comes in and asks where Joe is. And Bob says "he's probably out back sucking a cats dick."

Now most of us, if we even thought of such a comment, would be too self conscience to say it. If we did, we would say it in such a way as too admit we probably shouldn't have. But the way Bob blurted this out, with mater-of- fact disgust, like a non-smoker would say  some slacker who was out side smoking, Then throw in the visual, and I had to laugh out loud.

 Big mistake.

You see, Bob is one of these guys who can't let stuff go. Now that he knew he had said something that I laughed at, I had to here it over and over every five minutes. Every time Joe was out of ear shot I heard it. Or it was "meow" or Here kitty kitty kitty," and then he laughed like it was the first time.

 Someone shoot me.

I hoped we could move on. But next morning as I'm getting my coffee Bob walks over and his  the first words are "Hey, where's cat dick HEH HEH HEH."

fuck me.