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It's kind of like keeping that shitty job while still applying for that great job. When they finally call you back and say, "We have this great job for you." You can tell that shitty manager to fuck a rustic nail because you're doing something you love.
Well, I dont reccomend you tell the shitty dealer that.. Because, what if the good dealer gets hit by a bus while going across the street for a pack of smokes... Then you'll have no dealer and the shit dealer will be on your bad side....
Well, try to prevent that poor bastard getting hit by a bus.
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And the Warden sang,
Come on, somebody, why don't you run?
Ol' Red's itchin' to have a little fun.
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