I'm almost fucking out of here.
Fuck LA, deeply and in the throat.
Now you can settle now into that career in the food service industry you're destined for.
Personally, I think you should used to saying "Would you like that upsized?" but I forgot you've got rich parents so I guess you'll probably never have to.
No, I'm not an incompetent lazing dolt with no work ethic, so I'll never have to. How's the job search going?
Where you talking to Loktar then or me? You must've have either been talking to him or out of your rectum. Please don't shatter my illusions of you by informing me it is the latter.
Loktar has a job.
Loktar and I trade places any time he wants. I'll gladly take his acres of free time and low paying call centre job and he can have my blinding migraines and three children and house renovations. But not my wife. I keep my wife.
Hmmm that actually sound like a holiday to me.
On second thoughts, I like my children alive and unmolested. And I've put too much work into this place to have you blunder through it with a claw hammer. Watching you cut an appendage off with a circular saw might be fun though.
As for your health issues, LOSE SOME WEIGHT LARD ARSE
I like my children alive and unmolested
That was so way over the line that I can't even express how fucking mad I am right now."My daddy molested me!" They'd actually be safer with me