The Christian Taliban

This is my nickname for my most favorite colleague.

I swear to you he is a 6' 7", monster belt buckle (its a giant BEAR), snake-skin cowboy boot, and tight ass black jeans wearing freak of nature. He LOVES Jesus. He DIPS at work. Okay you say, dips at work, i know people that dip at work -- I WORK IN AN OFFICE. Plus his choice of spit cup which he keeps ON HIS DESK is a 7-11 Special -- the BIG GULP of spittons. DID YOU understand what I just said --- he has a SPIT CUP on his desk. Further, he happens to favor the repositioning of his willie in my presence. Nothing turns tradebabe on like watching a GIANT hulk of a human-being, one whose penis happens to be even with her face, adjust himself at the office. If you aren't completely turned on at this point, there is MORE. He is from TEXAS. If you have ANY Northeastern sensibilities - you immediately understand the horror of this Texas mutant. He has covered his desk with a thin layer of Texas quarters. How do you write if you have a layer of quarters on your desk? Well, this man has managed to do absolutely NOTHING the entire course of his employment at the Asylum so I doubt the quarters are slowing his productivity.