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It was happening. It was finally happening.I

  • It was happening. It was finally happening.I was shaking with fear as I realized that it was going to be all over.It was unfair that I was here to see it happen. What happened was,
  • I had ate some curry a few hours earlier and new the the end was nigh. I prepared for the worst as I shuffled towards the bathroom in preperation. I could only hope that something
  • would save me from this slow painful death. like Jesus. he could
  • survive without actually working. That was his dream. Just hang out with guys and talk.
  • He joined Slacker's Anonymous without any intention of "recovering". Listening to the other guys confessions gave him some great new ideas on how to get paid without working:
  • He could become a manager, get into politics, be a traffic cop that just relies on cameras to snap drivers going through red lights. Work was for chumps. It really, truly was.
  • But it was better than working for chimps, like the last gig. How many bananas could they eat? and dont get me started on the clean-up. Those guys were DIRTY little suckers, much
  • like the whore I hired last night on Vine Street. Both needed baths, and both ended up in my pants. The difference is I had to pay the whore. Though, the monkeys
  • would be fine with where I had them hidden. Although there is no telling how bad they will smell in the morning.
  • The stench was OVERWHELMING, but amazing because it was all worth it I finally had my very own red butted monkey to play with.

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