Bastard

Bloody fatcats, takes his bonus, leaves the little guys high and dry. Well f**k you, mister, and the horse you rode in on. You know what I think of your stinking job? [continues ranting for 5 minutes before being told that actually he wasn't going to be sacked and this meeting had been called because the boss wanted to discuss next month's figures]

Posted By: Old Git on March 24th 2009 at 16:13:11


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