It don't take a word, not a single word, go on and kiss the girl
OI how I hate the god damned bitch ass muther fucking cum guzzling skjgfljkhwgdfjlqwing SUPER BOWL. Let me just say this....
all you douches too lazy to go out and get food or make it yourself, the LEAST you can do is tip your mother effing drivers.
As you may be able to tell, we got SLAMMED on sunday. ABSOLUTLY slammed. I wanted to kill each and every thick necked bastard that ordered a pizza. But more than that, I wanted to KILL the people working at the call center. I'm not even a driver and I was pulling out my hair about the delivery times and the lack of competance. Please, call us and tell us if a delivery has been cancelled. it's not like we can read your damn mind and it SUCKS when drivers go to the doors of people who cancelled. FUCK YOU CASANOS CALL CENTER FUCK YOU RIGHT UP THE BUM!!!!!
Not to mention the fact that I had to work with the DUMBEST person i've ever met in my LIFE which is saying something since I have net some pretty dumb people. Seriously, I do not want to hear about how you are dribbling blood down your leg because your tampon keeps falling out. I didn't even know it was possible to have a Vag so big that that would happen. And HONESTLY i did not want to hear about how you take it in the ass.... again. I PROMISE I DIDN"T WANT TO HEAR THAT.
Anyone who's been reading thus far, I had to listen to that for 3 hours on sunday.... Kill me.
The plus side? Rob is a huge dork but feels like he has to hide it from the other guys who work with us. We started jamming out to HANSON fuck yes bitches. We ended up blasting it through the store and we were both singing. Mostly just for fun but I would be lying if I said we didn't have the music up sp loud to help down out Heather's retardation.
As you may be able to tell, i am PMSing like hell.
Also, shout out to my sissy. Sorry about your car dude. is it all better now? mine isn't....
all you douches too lazy to go out and get food or make it yourself, the LEAST you can do is tip your mother effing drivers.
As you may be able to tell, we got SLAMMED on sunday. ABSOLUTLY slammed. I wanted to kill each and every thick necked bastard that ordered a pizza. But more than that, I wanted to KILL the people working at the call center. I'm not even a driver and I was pulling out my hair about the delivery times and the lack of competance. Please, call us and tell us if a delivery has been cancelled. it's not like we can read your damn mind and it SUCKS when drivers go to the doors of people who cancelled. FUCK YOU CASANOS CALL CENTER FUCK YOU RIGHT UP THE BUM!!!!!
Not to mention the fact that I had to work with the DUMBEST person i've ever met in my LIFE which is saying something since I have net some pretty dumb people. Seriously, I do not want to hear about how you are dribbling blood down your leg because your tampon keeps falling out. I didn't even know it was possible to have a Vag so big that that would happen. And HONESTLY i did not want to hear about how you take it in the ass.... again. I PROMISE I DIDN"T WANT TO HEAR THAT.
Anyone who's been reading thus far, I had to listen to that for 3 hours on sunday.... Kill me.
The plus side? Rob is a huge dork but feels like he has to hide it from the other guys who work with us. We started jamming out to HANSON fuck yes bitches. We ended up blasting it through the store and we were both singing. Mostly just for fun but I would be lying if I said we didn't have the music up sp loud to help down out Heather's retardation.
As you may be able to tell, i am PMSing like hell.
Also, shout out to my sissy. Sorry about your car dude. is it all better now? mine isn't....