A couple of days ago my coworker coincidentally asked me if I could recommend something that could keep a chain from loudly clanking against a metal case. I recommended my good friend Plasti Dip! He was aware of Plasti Dip, having used it in the past to coat bike parts. But he uses it in spray form!! "Wow, how cancerous is that?" I wondered. I can't wait to find out, because aerosol Plasti Dip is RIFE WITH POSSIBILITY. SQUEE!!
I told my coworker that I have only used Plasti Dip for real grown-up reasons once, the aforementioned hammer-dipping, and that I usually just use it for pranks such as dipping my Barbies' heads in it. He responded, "Barbie heads??" I realized then that the poor dear has no idea what Plasti Dip is for.
Today I brought him a gift, which I strapped to his filing cabinet thusly:
Her forehead reads, "ASK ME ABOUT PLASTIDIP." I wrote our initials with "To:" and "From:" on the back so that when he's accused of being a serial killer he has some evidence that it was a gift and not some kind of effigy.
Come on Barbie, let's go party! Even if you can no longer brush the hair.
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