on my walk to work this morning, i had seen the union thug rat in front of 375 park south. i hadn't seen the rat in quite some time. i wonder who isn't using union labor there. then the bastard remembered that he's rather think about how much he'd like coffee and an apple fritter.
so i took care of that thought instead. this story had a happy ending.
—the bastard
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