I don’t want to go to work.
I don’t make enough there.
Someone hook me up with a phat job somewhere I’ll be happy.
I strangely like customers.
If our world was... just like a human, would we abuse it so?
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I don’t want to go to work.
I don’t make enough there.
Someone hook me up with a phat job somewhere I’ll be happy.
I strangely like customers.
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