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Space oddity.

we are not family

I appreciate your concern.  I do.  I can sense your sincerity.  It’s nice to know I’ll be missed.  But try to hug me again and I will break your fucking arm.  Seriously. We are not friends.  We are not family.  Yes, we are bound together by crap wages, a lousy working atmosphere, an unreasonable dress […]

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Jesus Part 1.

Rosary

I didn’t mean you personally. I’m not singling you out. I meant the collective you. As in, I hate all of you ignorant, backwoods, Bible toting, Jesus freaks. Maybe you missed the memo, but this is a business. It’s not a worship service. It’s not a prayer meeting. It’s not fucking church camp. I am not here to […]

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