The Boy, being the fool that he is, is working in retail again. Which means that for the rest of December, and most of January, he has to work 6 days a week. He is meant to be working two out of the three remaining Sundays of December. Annoyingly the one he has off is this week, when i am still at uni and won't be able to see him anyway. The two he has to work, are while i am at home, which means i will hardly see him at all. He tried to swap so that he was working this Sunday, but his FUCKING STUPID BASTARD of a CUNTFACE of a NOBCHEESE of a boss won't let him.
HMPH.
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Never read you before but now I'm very bemused.
Anything that begins with "You sir..." and [virtually] ends with "CUNTFACE" has to be good. Like your style!
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