Toes sucking.

All right.

Now, personally, I've never had my toes suck.

That I can recall, but I went to a state school, so I can't remember everything, okay?

But toe sucking, toe sucking, not kink shaming, right?

So if you're listening to this and you're like, okay, she's kink shaming me, absolutely not.

I'll try anything a couple times.

All right, so absolutely not kink shaming whatsoever.

But toe sucking in the workplace on company time without consent.

Thoughts.

Oh.

I mean, y'all are having a reaction, right?

I mean, what the hell?

No better EHS campaign that I could think of.

You know, wear your steel toes, not to protect your toes from injury, from

machinery, but literally from your co-workers sucking them off. Was that sneaking under the cubicle?

Yeah, like I have so many questions. You have so many. So get this, right, imagine. You go into a lunchroom,

a lunchroom, the break room, lunchroom, what is it, in 1980 and you're like an elementary

school? It's called a break room, right? Female employee goes into the break room. You think you can get peace, right? No, women can't get peace anywhere, okay? Like, full stop, not even in your break room, in your place of employment, okay? So she should have known better, all right? Victim shame, victim shame. Oh my God. Bless her heart. Just trying to have a sandwich for lunch.

Sits down, okay, some other employee, male employee, hiding under the table. A peekaboo. A peekaboo. A piccaboo. A piccaboo. A piccaboo. A lickato. A piccaboo and a lickato, right, it's a twofer. What the hell? So he's hiding under the lunch table, just scoping out victims. First off, could you imagine, like, doing that. Like, I could never imagine even just crawling on the floor at work. It's palsy. I have a vivid imagination. That is outside the scope, thankfully. Oh, my gosh. Like, who does that? Because you know how the floors are.

He was waiting.

He was waiting.

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