Meet Al

Let me introduce you to Al Fartslouder, a gift from my former boss.  He's leftover from my last job, on Alan Schwartzwalder St...hence, the name, Al Fartslouder.  What's his claim to fame, you may ask?  Well, you "pull" his finger and he will do just as his name suggests, actually he'll do several variations of farting.  From fruity to silent, he never fails to evoke a laugh.  He lives on the corner of my cubicle wall and serves as a bit of sunshine in a sometimes gray cube village.  Everyone knows Al and will stop by to pull his finger and laugh for a bit.  Farts and fart jokes never get old, especially the office favorite  "did somebody step on a duck?"

Someone decided to thank Al for his years of service with a mini bottle of Smirnoff.  Because, really, where else does a mini bottle of vodka belong than on the lap of a weird guy in a wife-beater, who never gets out of his recliner?