Can you print this video for me?

Part of my marketing job is to delegate print requests for our marketing material. However, this one came in from one of our usual suspects and I really had to raise my eyebrows at the fact she wanted something like this (if it even existed) printed.

Hello,
We require 100 brochures which allow members to upload the Mobile App on their blackberry or android phone.

Really?  She should have included her question about why the .gifs stopped working after she printed them out.

"When I was your man" - Bruno Mars

Same bed, but it feels just a little bit bigger now
Our song on the radio, but it don't sound the same
When our friends talk about you all that it does is just tear me down
Cause my heart breaks a little when I hear your name
And it all just sound

Hmmm too young, too dumb to realize
That I should have bought you flowers and held your hand
Should have gave you all my hours when I had the chance
Take you to every party because all you wanted to do was dance
Now my baby is dancing, but she's dancing with another man

My pride, my ego, my needs and my selfish ways
Caused a good strong woman like you to walk out my life
Now I never, never get to clean up the mess I made
And it haunts me every time I close my eyes
It's all just sounds

Too young, too dumb to realize
That I should have bought you flowers and held your hand
Should have gave all my hours when I had the chance
Take you to all the parties because all you wanted to do was dance
Now my baby is dancing, but she's dancing with another man.

Although it hurts I'll be the first to say that I was wrong
Oh, I know I'm probably much too late
To try and apologize for my mistakes

But I just want you to know I hope he buys you flowers
I hope he holds your hand
Give you all his hours when he has the chance
Take you to every party cause I remember how much you loved to dance
Do all the things I should have done when I was your man
Do all the things I should have done when I was your man

Girl talk

Sometimes it takes one to know one. I can have hilariously intimate conversations with men as well (Malcolm and I practically have our own language), but there's just something about girl talk that really is just for girls.

Meeting dimps on Friday to head out to the bar, she called me out on my going-out preparation:

   "Oh, you have shit on your face. Is this a 'put-shit-on-face' kind of night?"
   "Oh god, not at all. I just haven't been out of the house in two days and thought I'd try to look presentable. You don't have to put shit on your face if you don't want to."
   "Okay, good."

But then you could argue that it's just because we've been friends for so long that we can just use language like that and get it.  But then how would you explain the fact that I found myself laughing in stitches on the couch the very next day, surrounded by women I'd met only hours earlier?

The hilarity was constant through the night, but there was some time near the end where we dominated the living room and starting talking about dating, weddings, first meets and fashion.  Following some giddy giggling about love stories, someone piped up,

   "Ladies, I'm all for the girly talk, but I swear to god  I just saw a cloud of estrogen explode in this room."
   "Was it pink with sparkles?"

*insert explosion of laughter, couched in pink, sparkly dust*

And then, to close the night at the beginning of our goodbyes,

   "Oh man, I had a great time with you gals.  We should really get together sometime to share some more vagina dust."
   "Omg, 'vagina dust' - so that's why it's pink."