so....did an allnighter printing the local sheriffs department shirts... ALL BY MESELF! the boss fell out around 1:30 and we had 20 shirts left to do.. 2 designs and 5 color... the fucker wakes up at 6:30 (45 min before the sheriff is to pick up the shirts) and says.." you arent finished? should i stay awake and help you?" i tell him "shut the fuck up and start reciving the shirts comin out of the conveyor dryer.." then he says hell go outside and wait for the sheriff and i should start folding the shirts.. i told him to fuck himself if he thinks the shirts were gunna get folded by me.. so he starts whining and pissing as i cram them (nicely) into the box.. bahah fuck him.
anyway ok on a more positive note.. im now printing out MY personal designs and bringing them to the derby convention in vegas this coming up weekend.. and giving them the fuck away for promos~~!! here comes stilletto girl! and six six sin!!
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anyway ok on a more positive note.. im now printing out MY personal designs and bringing them to the derby convention in vegas this coming up weekend.. and giving them the fuck away for promos~~!! here comes stilletto girl! and six six sin!!
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twilightofdoom:
This just in: Your boss is a fucker...but I'm sure you already knew that. hee hee
mineux:
all i can leave for you right now are these....