Oh, maniacal anger...
OH, murderous RAGE....
Well, the Capital Ass has struck again. The mongoloid wench calculates every word that escapes her lips, trying to sabotage our business and then TURNS AROUND AND TALKS TO ME ABOUT FUCKING ETHICS! Who the fuck is SHE to talk to me about ethics. I could roast her on a spit and make her EAT her own ethics right about now.
But, seriously............
The real anger, the anger that makes me shake and stutter like a damned FOOL has subsided. The drive home helped with that. So, I'm not ACTUALLY maniacal or even murderous at this point. Just a dull anger now.
*sigh* I need a beer. Or better, a shot of tequila!
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