Not one word from that shit stained mouth of yours and I can tell we're not joking anymore, because all the smiles have turned to staright lines. I'm sorry, sir....
but I can't be like you all for a fucking paycheck thats gone before it's cashed. The lives we lead? The lives we share? All are impaired by these forty hours.
Sorry, sir...mister fucking VP when was the last time you didn't have your rent? When was the last time you looked around? That's what i fucking thought
(Don't sell us your stories of dedication, and teamwork when your red carpet was rolled out for you.....because we just won't listen....)
