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PatKirby · M
Each Sunday evening I throw the bag containing unfinished food and drink I just ate from the Taco Cabana at the back door of the place I used to work at. As it splashes on the door, I get a cheap thrill because they were a shitty place to work at with lousy toxic management that doesn't know their head from their wrecked 'em, and the stress was through the roof. Yeah fuck them. There, I have spoken.


carnallcpl · 26-30, C
@PatKirby Lovely
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