That's my dream. It's my nightmare. Crawling, slithering, along the edge of a straight razor … and surviving.
Oops, yeah, just realised my mistake there. Hah!
No taco hotting, then? Bummer.
If you aren't drunk enough to hot the taco then you need to pour yourself a few more drinks.
I might take a swing at it this weekend. Leaving my current job to go back to the shitty company I technically work for this friday. Woo.
Ugh. Is getting a job even worth it?
Roses are red, violets are blue.
I'm sorry to say, you've been eaten by a Grue.
I thik so. I'm quite happy working for the EPA.
Well having money is quite nice, and having a job is a more stable way of getting it than crime.
Yeah, having a job is definitely beneficial. It's finding a good one that's a tremendous pain.
BACK FROM THE IN-LAWS! LET'S CELEBRATE!!!
So, how's life for everyone else on here?
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Your job is better than mine. I'm the "Stanley Steammer" of this huge ass building my dad and I work in.
edited 16th Jul '13 5:39:52 PM by KingKix
"Ya took too long. Now your candies gone. That's what happens. Boom."-Bee