chez i love you so..youre one of the few things at the pausch that i love..esp since ive discovered i can have fun harassing you in the pharmacy instead of standing around my cash register..who knows..maybe one day i shall rise from my pimp-induced grave and we shall meet again...
the good thing about quitting is that i absolutely dont give a fuck about anything anymore. i called in sick for probably the twentieth time (literally)..the other night when this fifteen year old kid i hung out with in highschool and a million of his friends showed up fifteen minutes before i had to close, i allowed them to ride the cripple carts all over the store and outside it...then he got on the p.a. system and yelled GET OUT OF THE STORE YOU CANT BUY ANYTHING.
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love,
the destitute prostitute
p.s. you put the broad in broadway!
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