Alright you self-involved dimwit. I don't care how rich you are. You start f***ing with my stuff again and I'll put a boot up your rich, wrinkly old a**. I've been doing this job for ten years and if I say I need to do something a certain way you can damn well bank on the fact that it needs to be done that way. So go back to your mansion, pound that freeze-dried slut you ditched your wife for, and stay out of our way.
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