17 June 2008
OH FRESH HELL!
I returned to work from a week off for good behavior and it just gets deeper in fucked up moronic nonsense. One of the minions makes it more and more obvious on a daily basis that she requires both hands, a road map and GPS to find her ass. Years ago I promised myself that I no longer literally or figuratively beat my head against the wall. Today, I came very close to breaking that promise to myself.
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wood you like sum dog kisses? i donut have much else to gib you, but I haff lots of doze, if they wood ease this freshness of hel and make you not bang your hed against the wal.
lov,
Bosco
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