Cubicle Conversations II

I have had the Upper Respiratory Plague this week, so aside from plotting Dark Vengeance on the Carrier Monkey (Richard The Knave, I’m glaring at you…) I have not gotten much done. So I am publishing another overheard conversation for your reading pleasure:

Plodding through another sleep-deprived, 11 hour work day the following eavesdroppings cheered me up a bit. Our old friends “Daryl” and “Robbie” are present as well as a new character who we will refer to as “Mitch” – a smirking sort of fellow with an athletic, monkey-style build; fond of football and foosball, often makes funny snide remarks.
There is no conversation going on. The following dialogue interrupts the tapping of keyboards and occasional background work-related talk.

Daryl (out of nowhere to no one):  Would you rather be suffocated by eating a donut or a hoagie?

Mitch:  What?!

Daryl:  (repeats)

Mitch:  Donut.

Daryl:  Why?

Mitch:  Donut tastes better.

Daryl:  What if it was one of them sugar free ones?

Mitch:  Do they suffocate you?

Daryl:  No, you’re suffocating either way —

Robbie (interrupts):  But donuts have holes, right?

Daryl:  What do you mean by that? You’re sick.

Robbie (mock surprised):  I’m sick? I just said –

Daryl:  You’re violating borders, man…

Is this a typical male conversation? Is that what they think about? Or were these guys just addled by the relentless overtime and overwhelming futility of that particular job?