Apparently, the joke's on me

Alright, fine, so the joke's on me. I don't even care. Good job, you schooled me.

But I really want to know...

WHO ORDERED ME THE GODDAMN SUBSCRIPTION TO MAXIM MAGAZINE?

Delivered to my work, no less.

Thanks. Now the boss thinks I'm some sort of undercover lesbian fiend.

Which, of course, I'm totally not.

*Sigh*

I'm going back to Stacy Keibler's bikini spread.

Bastards.