The Batlord

So... you have a boss who forgets to buy BEEF for a RESTAURANT? Sounds like your restaurant sucks.

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GuD

I don't know why I'm arguing with you I've been complaining about the same damn thing since I joined here. Ain't my restaurant though, fvck nope. Place would be way better off if it were. The restaurant I work at sucks.

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I spit bullets in my feet
Every time I speak
So I write instead
And still people want me dead
~msc

The Batlord

I have that effect on people. It's a gift.

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DwnWthVwls

Not me. I'll argue with you for fun, even if I'm wrong.

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I don't got a god complex, you got a simple god...

Blarobbarg

Was my first day at work today, and I had a blast! I got a gig as a teacher's assistant for 2 - 6 year olds at this fancy private school- the parents pay $1200 a MONTH per child... so this place is waaaaaaay nicer than I'm used to. It has such a great environment, though. And it's doing something that I love, so it hardly felt like work. I can't wait for tomorrow!

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ladyislingering

There's a sympathy card sitting on the table in the break room and I feel I should write my condolences, but I have no idea who croaked or who it's for. Awkward times.

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Plankton

You should write "Get well soon Paul!" on it.

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GuD

what the fvck with this day

so much weirdness. so much annoyingness. Good lord, wtf.

Hour and a half late to work for just a tedious list of utter bull****. The highlight of which was my train's doors suddenly opening while moving... underground. Yeah. Someone almost died. Slow day at work. Most of the customers were cool but we had this one hella suspicious friggin dude come in, eyeballin the register and the tip jar over and over. Walks in and out, just asking for a glass of water. Obviously high on... something. Get off work. SEE THE EXACT SAME DUDE AT MY BOSS STOP. He's completely ****faced, so far gone. I know that look in a person's eyes, that dude was out there. Pants are off around his ankles, briefs barely covering his junk, hands down his pants. Then... oh lord... then he goes:

"HEY SHORTY! WANNA MAKE SOME MONEY!? COME'ERE N' **** ME!"

I didn't know whether to kick his ass or laugh. And it gets... better(?)

He whips it out... huge friggin gnarly wart-ridden dick. Turns around and bends over, full on whitest assbutts in the history of white assbutts going on. And he's singing:

"I LIKE IT IN MY BOOTY HOLE! I LIKE IT IN MY BOOTY HOLE! I LIKE IT IN MY BOOTY HOLE! I LIKE IT IN MY BOOTY HOLE!"

To the tune of:




It was just... oh lord. I can't even. I've done some bazaar and inhuman things under certain influences but nothing that could ever top that. My bus just happens to arrive at that moment... I get on, and I hear him scream:

"COME ON MAN, I AIN'T HAD ANYTHING IN MY BOOTY HOLE IN SO DAMN LONG!"


I just. I couldn't. The whole bus was either mortified or in hysterics. Only in San Francisco, man. Jesus Goddamn Christ.

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I spit bullets in my feet
Every time I speak
So I write instead
And still people want me dead
~msc

Chula Vista

My life is so damn mundane.............

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“The fact that we live at the bottom of a deep gravity well,
on the surface of a gas covered planet going around a nuclear fireball 90 million miles away
and think this to be normal is obviously some indication of how skewed our perspective tends to be.”

ladyislingering

I hope that's a sure-fire sign of sterility, and that whatever kind of hideous creature that guy was, he hasn't managed to procreate and never will. Fucking degenerate.

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