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Thursday, 5 July 2018

Another day at my job called HELL

That would be me looking at my boss, when he ask me to weedeat what feels like 5 miles of snake infested jungle in 125 degree temperatures, in actuality probably .5 miles of flatlands in 98 degrees, Wtf, all I can do is fall to my knees (minds out of the gutter please) roll over on my back and kick like a cockroach dying, he just says, when your done throwing a fit don't forget the string,

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