During the 20 minutes that this informal little chat took place, six of her flights came over to my (busier) circuit and Oldgirl here miraculously disappeared from the schedule until after the new year.
I am being held over on mandatory overtime from now until the 31th so that fuckin heffa
can go back east for her dad's third annual recurring seasonallly-induced visit to death's door.
Fuckface didn't even think of wearing a skirt herself until she saw me doing it. She really shouldn't try and get away with a full skirt with such a cowlike waistine and wide flat ass.
This is another time I am breaking one of my own rules. No permission asked or given. At least, it's only my own dumb rules and not a major multinational corporation's ethic policy I'm violating.
Fuck you to death, Noo Yawk Fauxhemian.
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You're cracking me up.
My guess is that she doesn't know how to walk in heels either
Tim - You peeked! Ah, how I wish I had the privelege of working with people of your caliber. Also, thank you so much for visiting me here.
Ray - I like to do that. :)
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