Are You Jokers On The Level?

One more Ultra!  No, make that two!  Predators pray to gods Lotka and Volterra before communing with a sucker crunch.  What are they going to do?  Fire you?

Me?  I'm just aiming to get his turgid on.  Get his priorities straight, like he ain't American.

He says he is "doing AWESOME" and that he just wants to spend this week fucking off and getting drunk.  He thinks that black girl is cool as shit, and he has hella good luck on LinkedIn.

Me?  I'm about to go talk about the black woman's lived experience while simulteneously acknowledging that I cannot.  I hope never to link up in that way, and I'd like to get drunk and fuck off, too.  But I have my doubts that he knows what the word 'awesome' means.

He says he walked the dogs, that he's friends with fags.  But he says homie don't play dat.  And he actually said dat.

Here ya go, Sweetheart, here's your tacos.  And the ONE TIME they don't give me napkins...

Plz construct faster, motherfuckers.  These bitches' purses are taking up too much space in the elevator!  He said, "this is madness!"  She asked, "Are you OK back there?"  I thought carefully before I answered, but after some seconds, I admitted that I am doing awesome.

I'll breeze in with these three minutes to spare.  It's a die cot, Timmy and don't you ever forget to remember that thing, all those things, you said you vowed to black out all those many times several years past.  And I'll close ranks 'round you.