Wednesday, January 9, 2013

No Good Can Ever Come From

No good can ever come from having a career that requires you to stoop over someone for upwards of an hour if you suffer from gastric reflux. Seriously, no one needs to hear you gulping back your bolis, chyme or bile as they are trying to get a therapeutic massage. 

Fuck that noise!

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What sayeth thou? (Mean people suck, don't fuck it up.)

"I hate people."
"People" stop being "people" when they become friends.
Friends stop being friends when they become assholes.
So to refine my hatred, I hate people and I hate assholes.