Somebody bring the toilet paper


Shitty day yesterday. Work felt like a forced blow job. I had to take my time until one thirty in the morning today. When the guy at the non-stop, those of you who have no clue about non-stop, there was a pretty good reference here, was listening to damn “manele” so loud I couldn’t hear my thoughts. My wake up call was the drilling machine neighbour. Still have not figured which neighbour.  Posted by Picasa

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