I swear, if that fucker comes into my work one more time, I'm blowing his damn brains out.
I'm not a woman, I don't have girly parts, and I won't screw him. Friday, I'm packin--...that's not even filter friendly. Fuck.
I've got a turkey... anyone know how to cook it?
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Hey, um, Near... you want to come by for Thanksgiving? I doubt Matt and I are gonna eat all this food.