There is NOTHING wrong with you, Aims, for real. This guy is an insane fucktard. You're going to be much better off without him, and that job, in the long run.
For now, though, huge hugs and all the job~ma in the world.
'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
There is NOTHING wrong with you, Aims, for real. This guy is an insane fucktard. You're going to be much better off without him, and that job, in the long run.
For now, though, huge hugs and all the job~ma in the world.
There is NOTHING wrong with you, Aims, for real. This guy is an insane fucktard. You're going to be much better off without him, and that job, in the long run.
Worth repeating.
There is NOTHING wrong with you, Aims, for real. This guy is an insane fucktard. You're going to be much better off without him, and that job, in the long run.
Worth repeating.
Multiple times.
{{{{{Aims}}}}}}
My rage is dissapating into low self-image and "What is WRONG with me?"
Nuh-uh - do NOT let this guy get to you that way. He's a crack-addled fuckweasel who should count himself lucky to be on the recieving end of your seething rage.
I knew today was gonna suck when I woke up at 5 am by being PEED ON.
t shakes head sadly at Joe
t smiles weakly
Thanks guys, truly.
I knew today was gonna suck when I woke up at 5 am by being PEED ON.
Boy I hope you're talking about the dog!
Emeline. Crawled into bed with us and instantly let loose the bladder.
Aims, I'm so sorry your ex-employer lived up to his reputation of being a total arse.