That's what you get for throwing a stress ball at a co-worker.

Uh oh, guess what came into my possession? Yep, @denise_wcmh's stress ball. Lets party.

@alonglens is the first to partake in the de-stressing peace of the rubber ball of joy.

Seth held it close, a bit too close if you ask me.

Our editor (who shall remain nameless, way to go @nbcsquire) was immediately repulsed by the disgusting barrage of filth canvasing the ball.

Foul, I know.

A little closer.

Omar found solace and the ability to calmly read his script thanks to you @denise_wcmh.

Cold stress ball? We can remedy that.

5 more minutes.....

Then the ball helped me answer the phones. He's a good listener...

and also gives great advice.

Thanks @denise_wcmh for making the nightside crew's work a bit easier. Say, where's that sweater?

Love, @jason_wcmh

HELD HOSTAGE!

aN uNFORTUNATE eVENT hAS oCCURRED...... dENISE, gIVE uP tHE mOOSE, oR yOUR pRECIOUS pEACOCK pRIDE sIGN gETS iT!

sIGNED, aNONYMOUS

a secret temporary kind of alliance, kind of.

By a source that cannot be revealed, the BBC has ascertained the shiny shirt as a pledge of goodwill in ending the 3 way struggle of power.... there actually may be 4 now. More to come on that.

But to further the back story and show the current power of the shiny shirt, it has been given into the protective custody of the BBC. For a weapon to wield. The sweater's days are numbered. That pretentious little article of clothing is going down!

Just as a sample of the power of the shiny shirt, while I was typing this I went forward to 2054, worked my way into the fashion world, walked this runway, then came back. Here's proof.

Stay tuned for the demise of the sweater.

BREAKING NEWS

BREAKING NEWS:
DENISE'S SWEATER FOUND TO BE MALE!

http://www.orvis.com/store/productchoice.aspx?pf_id=091E&dir_id=885&group_id=903&cat_id=5171&subcat_id=6106

Denise's sweater, kidnapped.

I had always seen Denise wearing her sweater. With the unpredictable weather conditions in the newsroom it is imperative that one have back up clothing for a cold snap. You never know when Old Man Winter is going to turn it on. I marvelled at how confident Denise was when she wore her sweater. She put up with no one's excuses - and at times had almost a lightning in her eyes as she brought order to the chaotic world of the internet, ... one post at a time. This sweater, by myth, possesses power that could rival that of the Big Boy Chair.... I had to have it. I had to tame it.

When she left one night I snuck down to her desk and slipped it on. I felt aglow with happiness, I felt snuggly...... and I felt that the universe must BE MINE! I removed it - I had to find a way to harness this power.......

The power of comfort... the power of snuggling - I conspired, and waited patiently for her to leave it in an accessible spot. VICTORY!

VIOLA! I've got it! Now it was off to unlock the secrets of the sweater.

Things started off well. The sweater taught me to play Xbox better. Most importantly how to own noobs.

After a while things got a bit out of hand. The sweater takes its liquid in large doses, and doesn't take kindly to being asked to stop throwing cans on the ground. We got in a bit of an argument, except I couldn't understand her due to her heavy slurring.

The next morning all is well. We enjoyed the sun. I learned that even a sweater needs love in the summer.

We watered my sunflowers.

We invited the sweater to be part of our family band.

Man she's good at the banjo. A speed pickin fool!

Check out this action shot!

When my son suggested we play an Alabama song, the sweater went crazy and put him in a sleeper hold.

My son maintained his innocence, claiming it was the sweater that was eyeballing him. I agreed. We decided it was time for this sweater, this power, to not be harnessed, but be returned to the wild of the newsroom. Until another day.