It's Tuesday, and you know what THAT means: WORK. WITH THE NEW GUY.
Okay, the new guy FM - stands for Fresh Meat, FYI - follows NP around like he's God or something. Not bashing on God or anything - I don't like bashing people unless they piss me off, and he has yet to do that.
But EVERYONE at WORK is ANNOYING. I don't like that many of 'em. Pirate Joe (that was a typo in my earlier post, sorry!) works sometimes, along with Sam. R. I., and Slick's a dick. Everyone else . . . they're getting better, but they still make my head hurt.
You guys here of Flobots?
They're like a combo of rock and rap, someone turned me onto them. They're pretty cool - not that crappy shit kids are listening to nowadays. It's cool. Like Daft Punk cool.
Cool masks, eh?
Well, that's all I really have . . . until the moon blesses us once more, my brethren.
Live on.
~Jink
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