Woooooohoooooooo! All those nights spent at work puttin' in mad overtime, abusing my liver at drinking parties, and jacking up my lips from kissing so much ass have finally paid off! Your boy just got promoted corporate ball tickler to corporate ball fondler...I mean, from guy who writes stuff to guy who writes stuff and manages a team of 7 employees. In other words I am now in charge of the group that handles all the English related stuff that comes through the company. Benefits include being able to use special words bosses can say to their subordinates, hearing special words subordinates say to their bosses, getting served first at the nomikai before the other, lowly minions, and probably having my butt cheeks constantly moisturized by so many lips kissing them. There might be a pay increase somewhere in there too, but that pales compared to everything else.
I'd like to thank Tom Cruise, MaryAnn, everyone on my team, Cameron Crowe, and my parents for making this all possible. And, of course, a big thank you to the big man upstairs: Bruh-Man, from the Fif Flo'.