You’re the epitome of a pig. All that food you eat that ends up under your desk and chair. How do you manage that? The worst part is you know it just sits there too. You smoosh it and squash it with your shoes and chair. Oink.
Then you track in mud all over the place. Between concrete and mud, you choose to roll around in mud. Here’s an idea, if you wipe your shoes off on the entryway rugs, you might spread your filth a little less. Here’s another idea, don’t walk in mud. What is wrong with you?
You always leave the light on in the bathroom. Always. One question, do you fucking do this at your house? Btw, as many times as you go to the bathroom, why don’t we just move your office in there. Something is wrong with you.
Common sense has avoided your thinking process.
Oink Oink
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Moi?
Have you considered counseling?
So, quid pro quo: are you the janitor or the boss? Because either way you’re not doing YOUR job. Oh, that’s right. You just watch filth build and build, and say nothing except on IA. TELL THIS PIG TO THEIR FACE. Or just stop.