I worked with a guy who always seemed a little 'off'. He never necessarily did anything TOO weird, he just gave off a creepy vibe. That is until the day we had an office happy hour. He would approach a coworker and ask him/her "Do you know where I can get rubber sheets and body paint?". Naturally, the person would say no, so he'd move on to the next person, and then the next, and then the next. Don't think he ever found out what he wanted to know though.
What do you DO with rubber sheets? Ok, on second thought, nevermind. Don't wanna know.
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