There once was a manager at my work who was a real dick. I mean, this guy was such a dick that his legs became giant testicles and his mouth spewed forth pearly globules of creamy semen. Picture your clichéd, 'boys club', big shot manager. This guy settled an out of court payment of compensation in a case where he was alleged to have put out a cigarette on an employee's arm.
He would pinch female workers arses.
He vommited forth racist vitriol.
I hate suited, big-time fuckers; collectively they are my Friday fuckhead.
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You don't mince words, darlin.......
Nope, once I've got my wind up over something there is no stopping me! :)
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