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| Dude, I swear, if you tell me I've gotta come in this weekend, or ask me about the TPS reports, I'll kill you, ressurect you, then kill you again. | |
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| Well, actually, I was gonna let you know that you were going to get promoted, get a raise and free use of the company hooker for a week, but since you had to be a smart ass little b#tch... | |
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| Later, #ssh#le! | |
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| ...I never liked that hooker anyway. He's got crabs. | |
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