So, I have a job. Ooh ahh, tremble tremble.
It's complete shit. And no, not just because I'm a lazy pig-eyed sack of crap that doesn't like to do anything that involves getting out my wrinkly ol' jeans... or my bed. It is complete shit for the following and totally legitimate reasons:
1. My boss is a crazy nutter who would sell you the shoes off her
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