Peter is checked in to the office lunch room. He has free coffee and doughnuts for all of you. And an assault rifle. And two handguns with more ammunition than he can count. Peter is checked in to the office stairwells and has unlocked the homemade IEDs there. Peter is checked in to the elevator and has earned the homemade nerve gas badge, via a recipe he found on the Internet. Thanks @ROFLMAOHEADsh0t. Also, Peter has tagged you in his suicide note.

(Just my reaction to the Facebook Places announcement. I’m not really planning on executing my co-workers. Except for the person that ate my yogurt. You’re getting it. IN THE FACE!)