You were like, dudes don’t like me, all I want to do is watch Will Ferrell movies. One) I don’t believe dudes don’t like you, you’re hot. Two) I don’t know why I’m writing out the number … And three) fuck it, watch “Stranger Than Fiction”. Will’s best film.
*saunters over to you* I see you keep reblogging my posts. *climbs into your lap* And liking my personal posts. *takes off shirt* I assume you want to have sex now. *grinds against you* But first I’d like to talk to you about Jesus Christ, our Lord and Savior.
4 people I worked with at Jimmy John’s, one a PIC of a few years, and one who was promoted over me, brought in Jager and was drinking it at work yesterday to the extent where the assistant manager had to send them home.
And the main manager probably won’t know about it.
I wish he would. I told him that I was one of the best employees he had. Should’ve believed me and treated me better!!
Because. You know. I never drank JAGER on the job.
Y U SO BITTR!? You quit, didn’t you? It’s not like they fired you or layed you off. If you were still there or didn’t quit you could throw that shit in that dude’s face and be like, WTF NOW MOTHERFUCKER! But … yeah …