"I ate meat!" he said excitedly. Apparently there was unknown bacon hiding in his macaroni and cheese bake.
"Oh no! You're going to get mad pig disease!"
We laughed and as I walked away I darted back with a concerned look at his rear. "Are you growing a tail?"
He actually looked behind him and I laughed harder. "Do you actually think you might be growing a tail?"
"I was wondering if my bag was sticking out."
"Your colostomy bag?"
"No, I carry extra bags in case of dog poop." It dawned on him finally why I asked if he's growing a tail. "You smart ass."
I told my other coworker about it who said, "Yeah, he said, 'It's going to make me weird' and I said, 'You mean weird-er.' Everyone knows Don is weird!"
"Haha yeah. Everyone knows I'm weird too, though."
"Yeah weird. And crazy."
"That's not nice."
"Hey, you left that wide open."