ME glaring at Cheryl, who took the last donut: idk, maybe don't hire Cheryl
A: She saw "911" on the back and thought it was a Porsche.
He thought he was melting.
IDK
Very. (Thought of this idk if it was good)
A: An Apple turnover.
Candidate: ... *Realises stupid question & thinks of cover up M: It's a trick question. You're hired!
The can't handle stares.
Do you want her incinerated, embalmed or buried -All of them, lets not take any chances
Because it's the future
Plastic Surgery.
long pause while Jesus glares at interviewer* Are you being serious right now