vectorvillain used to (he may still, but I don't know that for certain) keep a chunk of log, a cross-section, in his desk at work, with the letters T-U-I-T on it.
Every so often people would wander up and say, "Could you do something for me?"
"Well, that depends, could you do [task] for me?"
"Sure, when I get around to it."
*opens desk* *removes nice rounbd chunk of wood* *hands it to co-worker* "There you go."
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Every so often people would wander up and say, "Could you do something for me?"
"Well, that depends, could you do [task] for me?"
"Sure, when I get around to it."
*opens desk* *removes nice rounbd chunk of wood* *hands it to co-worker* "There you go."