Party? No, Poetry

I'm almost sober enough to talk about last Friday. Let me see there was Gin and...ugh...Nope, not quite yet. Until next time, enjoy this poem, cut and pasted from this week's emails.

Do you see something I don't?
The shift key is important sometimes, and
Motion sickness causes vomiting.

We will have a man test on a bagging machine
I doubt that we'll survive,
but I'm willing to try it if you are.

Wouldn't that piss him off?