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Conversation at morning huddle:
STL: Let's stretch... To the left
TL (standing a little behind me) sings quietly: To the left, To the left
me sings too...
backroom tm standing next to me: everything you own in a box to the left...
Our little corner of huddle bust out in giggles, so the STL looks and asks what's up... the backroom tm (who is male, skater boy type) says with a straight face: What? Don't you notice my resemblance to Beyonce?
STL: Let's stretch... To the left
TL (standing a little behind me) sings quietly: To the left, To the left
me sings too...
backroom tm standing next to me: everything you own in a box to the left...
Our little corner of huddle bust out in giggles, so the STL looks and asks what's up... the backroom tm (who is male, skater boy type) says with a straight face: What? Don't you notice my resemblance to Beyonce?