Today, over the course of a fairly run of the mill, deeply inappropriate work conversation, my co-worker Sydney and I discovered what might be the most awesome, horrible game that we have so far come across*
*A more hotly contested title than you might think. The day of 'Unhealthy relationship with biscuits' remains a pinnacle of just how dark we're both willing to go.**
**The phrase 'you can be the boy this time' came into play. Tip of the iceberg.
While performing some legitimate work tasks we started singing dance club songs. The trick - we started singing as if we were going to burst into uncontrollable crying at any moment.
"Let's get it..." <sniff> "started..." <sob> "Ha... Let's get it sta...started..." <Nose blowing> "In here.....Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaa....
Try it. It's enormously satisfying.