Inappropriate thoughts for a Friday morning:

The guy in the elevator with me had an ENORMOUS package. It was huge. I couldn’t stop taking sidelong glances at it and wondering what he was packing in there. He was a fairly skinny guy with no ass but well-fitting jeans, and his junk made a large and extremely noticeable bulge. I even moved around the elevator a little to look at it from a different angle, and it was just very big all over. I may have had to fan myself. I wanted to congratulate him, but that may have been awkward.

Man, that was a big package. gg, guy who works on the 22nd floor in my building and I think might be named Carlos.