With Easter nearly upon us (for those of you still grinding away, that's the holiday where you might be able to lug a ham sandwich to the office and some HR airhead will leave a single Cadbury creme egg on your desk), this seems a fitting Busy Season Zen entry for this week.
Let's see what happens when you blast a row of Peeps with a .50 cal:
Now you know what to do with that stupid creme egg you weren't going to eat anyway.
