Did somebody say something?
I thought not .
Apathy dressed in red leather,
Classy girls wearing tacky shoes , and underwear so tight they cant pronounce their own first names .
Sweet dreams with an acrid aftertaste , fiery jalapeos, burning my tongue .
As the fog clears and I finally see that you are nothing but an over-marketed, underachieving , scared, lost soul ,
with nothing to bring to the table ,but your knife and fork.
Move over ,
Move aside ,
Move somewhere else.
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Hope you are all well and good.
Officially from this day I now work for me , myself and I .
I hate my boss already, I may call in sick tomorrow , my mum said she would write me a note
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nickysonic:
Hey, any jobs going?
munch:
fuck 'em and go and see it on your own!