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Another co-worker added The Thing in his "I'm too damn ugly so I'll wear this disguise that brings even more attention to me" outfit, which makes him look rather like a seriously large flasher ("Hey, kid--ya like rock candy?"), as well as a really, really tiny die-cast Wolverine ("I'm the best at what I do--only smaller").
The two vintage Planet of the Apes figures, however, are all mine. Because you can never have enough monkeys. Especially in the workplace.
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