work, work, work...seems like all I ever do....
I don't much like my job, but it pays the bills....
the more I work there the more I hate it...someone just shoot me and get it over with....
somedays it seems that the only thing I working toward is death....
I need to win the lottery, but hard to do when I don't even buy a ticket....
Ok time to shut up and go to work...
I don't much like my job, but it pays the bills....
the more I work there the more I hate it...someone just shoot me and get it over with....
somedays it seems that the only thing I working toward is death....
I need to win the lottery, but hard to do when I don't even buy a ticket....
Ok time to shut up and go to work...
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After nine days, I finally get my toys, and one of them is wrong.
You better come check them out before we use them all and they are no longer allowed to leave the bedroom!
I have two toys -unused- so you won't feel weird touching it.
haha