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I would have loved to walk into my ex-bosses office while she was seated at her desk, climb on her desk, drop my pants, and leave a shit as nasty as a shit on a burning pile of tires.
Oh well, I had my chance...
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"The gift of liberty is like that of a horse, handsome, strong, and high-spirited. In some it arouses a wish to ride; in many others, on the contrary, it increases the desire to walk."
-- Massimo d'Azeglio
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