Lose It

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56 Hours

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And no one to come home to.

Who do I spend all this money on?

Freaking exhausted kids.

“It Only Takes A Second” - An Industrial Safety Film

(Graphic gore.)

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So guess who’s the new manager for Stop-A-Minit #17 on Pleasentburg Drive?

Me, motherfuckers.

(Need a job?  I’m hiring.)

I have a meeting with the district manager of Stop-A-Minut tomorrow at 9 am.

This meeting will have great effect on whether or not I become manager and I’m pretty god-damn nervous about it. 

The plan is to move out and save a bunch of money for college.

These are usually famous last words.

Still trying to quit smoking too.

And girl.

Girl.

Sometimes you need to bitch about shit you know?

On a warm, unassuming South Carolina day, a customer walks in to his local convinience store„

“They’re talking about raising taxes to give SCHOOLS more money.  My money.”

“Well we are fiftieth in the nation, and if we want to ever get out of this economic hole we’re in we have to educate our kids so they can establish themselves and consume, bring bussiness et cetera.”

A pause.

“Just give me a goddamned can of Grizzly.”

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"I’ve never done any drugs. Only drank I swear! Well I did smoke a couple joints in my day, woo-ee that stuff made me just goofy I don’t like it; daughter loves it. And I did do a few lines of cocaine from the eighties but that’s nothing, its just like those diet pills we sell. Oh and there was one time I took acid and everything was all wavy I was freakin’ out! Crazy times. You’re looking at me like I’m nuts, just ignore me Michael! Now don’t go telling boss lady about all that."

My Co-Worker (without me interrupting once)

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Hey real talk guys,

Check out this TedX seminar by Nardwuar the Human Serviette.

Really inspirational stuff, probably the best interviewer I’ve ever seen and this is him explaining its no big deal because:  Its up to you.

“Nardwuar vs. Nardwuar:  Do It Yourself”

Just ask.

ALSO:

The last part of the video is an interview with Snoop Dog (whilst rolling a fat one) where he explains how blunt’s require a certain patience and concentration to roll—And that he puts all of his in the microwave for 11 seconds after rolling to “Trap all the ingredients”.  This is also important information.

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Boss lady called and needs the day off tomorrow.

This video is very accurate.

“I’m not even supposed to be here today!”


EDIT:  I’ll see you bloody savages at six eh em.

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