[There's the sound of something breaking as the journal hits the floor. There's a faint muffled curse of rage, and the sound of fabric moving.]
Hell's bells, how the hell do they do this every-
ARGH, DAMMIT! Of all the times.
'So boss, figure out how to use the tam-'Finish that sentence Bob and I will take a claw hammer to your bloody skull
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