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Originally posted by Alex_de_Large
So I thought I has seen everything until I walked into a partner's office this evening to drop a research memo on his chair: on his computer screen, I found a rather large image of a pretty young lass, buck nekkid and pleasuring herself. Needless to say, I dropped the paper off and got the fuck out of there. She looked like she was having a good time, though...
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It appears that the partner was saving the most interesting research for himself.
Once, at a former firm, a partner took a call when I was in his office and proceeded to book a stripper for a party he was having at his house that weekend. That partner and another partner also brought "escorts" to the firm's "prom" (yes, they actually called it the "prom") that year.
On a different note, I once asked a guy friend "Do you like porn?" He thought I asked if he liked corn and said "Well, I like creamed corn." I thought he said he liked creamed porn, NTTAWT. The whole conversation was like a weird Gary Larson comic.
AM(is "weird Gary Larson comic" redundant?)M
