The release of flatulence into an elevator right before you get out. Sending an invisible, odorific treat to the next rider.
It's a fine art to hold the fart until the exact right moment, you don't want to get caught letting an elevapor go...it's a stigma that will stay with you the rest of your career (atleast in that building).
Screw those people on the 3rd floor, I've been eating green apples all week and sending elevapors down to them. Hey Fat accounts payable lady, how do you like them apples?
Putting a fresh banana in a microwave and setting it for 10 minutes on high. The after effect is a burnt phallic shaped object that smell's like a yeti's ball sack.
I skated out of work early, but before I did I went to the accounting department's breakroom and left them a black johnson. TGIF mofos!
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