"...okay, dude, planning on dying is like the ultimate form of doing your job poorly. I mean, come on, imagine how that's gonna go. 'Hey man, breakfast is gonna be five minutes late--' 'CHOKE ON THIS LOSERS!'"
Glass mimed stabbing himself in the stomach, then teetered backwards, letting his tongue loll out as he flipped double birds to the world. "Do my job... for meeeee...."
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Date: 2022-06-15 07:45 pm (UTC)"...okay, dude, planning on dying is like the ultimate form of doing your job poorly. I mean, come on, imagine how that's gonna go. 'Hey man, breakfast is gonna be five minutes late--' 'CHOKE ON THIS LOSERS!'"
Glass mimed stabbing himself in the stomach, then teetered backwards, letting his tongue loll out as he flipped double birds to the world. "Do my job... for meeeee...."