I worked feckin' hard to get the money I have. So it's not like there was no blood, sweat, tears or lovemuck.
...then I threatened my last boss with legalities after he shut my kitchen down without notice.
With a few odd catering jobs here and there, I'll be sitting pretty for a few months to come.
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...and I ain't feeling too bad this morning.
...just wait till I have my first ciggy.
That usually makes kicks the shitty into high gear.
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