ooohhh. the weekend is so close, I can taste it.
It seems that no matter how hard you try you can never please some people. It's as though they're hired by some asshole company, trained to be an asshole and then sent out on their asshole mission to destroy your fabulous day. fuck that. Better yet there's someone out there who sits and observes an asshole at work, then recruits them to deficate on your happy happy day.
What the fuck is that about? There are so many types of assholes, my least favorite happens to be the one who won't tell you what they want, or what they want you to do for them. They just expect you to guess, read their mind, conjour up some way to pacify. They thirst for the demise of your good mood. WELL not today FUCK-O, I just smile and promptly give them decaf. 
Ciao Punkinheads
It seems that no matter how hard you try you can never please some people. It's as though they're hired by some asshole company, trained to be an asshole and then sent out on their asshole mission to destroy your fabulous day. fuck that. Better yet there's someone out there who sits and observes an asshole at work, then recruits them to deficate on your happy happy day.
What the fuck is that about? There are so many types of assholes, my least favorite happens to be the one who won't tell you what they want, or what they want you to do for them. They just expect you to guess, read their mind, conjour up some way to pacify. They thirst for the demise of your good mood. WELL not today FUCK-O, I just smile and promptly give them decaf.
Ciao Punkinheads
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[Edited on Jun 19, 2003]