Effing Work
Blood all over the walls. The popcorn dyed red. Bloody handprint smears all over the glass and counters. Limbs inside hot oil containers. Bodies on the floor and stairs. This is how work would have looked today, had I not controlled my temper. And if I had lost my temper, it would have been none other than Nolan's fault.
I hate him... I hate him very much. If given the option of having everything I ever wanted or torturing Nolan in the most painful ways... well I would take the stuff BUT torturing him is a close-second.
He is a snide, prude, bratty, snotty, dispicable, mean, hateful, smart-assed, brown nosing, shit-faced, long nostril haired, big nosed, hypocritic little fucking bitch who I would be glad to shove his face into the hot oil pot and watch his eyes melt out of his sockets and his face blisters. Then I would take the nacho cheese and pour it into his empty eye-sockets, and everytime he screams in pain I will kick him in his little fucking balls. Then I would smash his head in the fucking door over and over until it cracks open... and then I would piss on him.
Oh poo... I guess I'm "spineless" for saying this online aren't I?
I hate him... I hate him very much. If given the option of having everything I ever wanted or torturing Nolan in the most painful ways... well I would take the stuff BUT torturing him is a close-second.
He is a snide, prude, bratty, snotty, dispicable, mean, hateful, smart-assed, brown nosing, shit-faced, long nostril haired, big nosed, hypocritic little fucking bitch who I would be glad to shove his face into the hot oil pot and watch his eyes melt out of his sockets and his face blisters. Then I would take the nacho cheese and pour it into his empty eye-sockets, and everytime he screams in pain I will kick him in his little fucking balls. Then I would smash his head in the fucking door over and over until it cracks open... and then I would piss on him.
Oh poo... I guess I'm "spineless" for saying this online aren't I?