GET YOUR HEAD ON STRAIGHT FOR FUCK SAKE YOU CANT LOSE IT AT WORK!!!! “From the look of things it’s game over Tom.” SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT!!! “From the look of things it’s game over Tom.” SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT!!! I put weight into the hit and dug in as far I could, watching as his blood sprayed out of his body bathed in the moonlight. It finally got to the point to where it was affecting my job. DAMNIT JOHN PICK UP YOUR FUCKING RADIO AND TELL ME HOW MUCH TIME WE HAVE LEFT!!!!”
Oh fuck, radio radio radio there it is. Three turned into four. One step turned into two. More like I walked home with a spring in my step. Let me remind you this is on a phone so auto correct is king and when I read it again to look for mistakes for some reason I can’t see any.
