Never swear in a room with a microphone

The sports guy, who on a good day is surly, has the desk next to the printer in the "jocks" office.  I had just printed out a weather forecast as he was waiting for his own papers to print.  Upon seeing my weather before his own printing project, he whipped it out of the tray and shoved it at me.

"Take your stupid forecast!" he bellowed.
I took it and replied, "With that kind of attitude, you can forecast yourself!"
"Oh, yeah?  Forecast you!"

As I walked away, a third jock chimed in, "I've got your extended forecast, right here!"