Oh, I did great. Arlington pounded me so hard I can barely walk. The best part was that I didn't have to leave after it was over.
Wow, that sounds great...
Yeah. My God, he must have had a 12" cock! How'd you fare anyway?
Eh. Not so great. Jed was about 3", lasted two minutes, and told me I had to leave before his pig got home. And to top it off, my crotch itches like mad now.
Okay, so, let me get this straight. We're supposed to find some witch or whatever, and get her potion that will bring back memory, but you can't remember where she is??
14 hours into his shift, DragonXero begins to tire slightly...
Er, hey, can I get going home? I got here early, and all the people who got here after us have left...
Well, everyone wants to go home, we're all tired.
You didn't work early shift yesterday, you came in late.
Well, this work needs to get done, and the papers sent in double the ammount of ads they did last night. Though, they send this many in every Thursday... It needs to get done.
You've got to realize that this isn't highschool anymore, you're at work now, and you have to understand that when you butt in on others' conversations, they will likely skip "being nice" to you.
Monkeys in my underwear on halloween! The fly lands in poop on computer #5!!!
Um, yeah. Anyway, running off to tell on your crewmates is not a good thing to do. It ends up just pissing them off.
My socks are the cheese of loins. You smell the cell phone and superman idol!
Um, this is my third 12 hour shift this week, can I go home now?
The company is paying you good money for all this overtime, now get back to work!
Well, you're not really my supervisor, so I don't see how you have the authority to say that, but in any case, the money doesn't go to me. It goes to the government, taxes, remember?
Well, think of how much you're helping the national debt!
Er, I'm not, really. All the money goes to welfare, most likely.
I, erm.. I... STOP TALKING AND GET BACK TO WORK!!!!