
the bastard gets to work.
then has a meeting.
then tries to do some work.
then has a meeting.
move forward 2 feet.
go back 6 feet.
stay tired all the time.
life sucks.
get a helmet.
—the bastard
...and what rough beast, its hour come round at last, slouches towards bethlehem to steal your lunch money? that's me jerks!
