I was walking past the cubicle of one of my good friends today and her back was to the door so she didn't see me passing by. She was sitting at her computer, obviously composing a rather sinister e-mail. I could tell it was sinister by the way she was all hunched over her keyboard and snickering in an evil guttural sort of way.
She suddenly whispered to no one in particular, "How do you spell exhume?" Then, there was more evil snickering and frantic typing.
I never did ask her what she was typing. I don't think I want to know.