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Bite my shiny metal ass.
(yes, he did say it)
The candle that burns twice as bright burns half as long. Mmhm
“Who the hell are you?”
“I’m Scruffy… The janitor.”
sinister silence as he backs out of the room
Context: “I hid it in a secret hiding place whose location I never told anyone. Not even Scruffy!”
My job? Toilets 'n boilers, boilers ‘n toilets, plus that one boilin’ toilet. Fire me if’n you dare.
A greater tragedy my eyes have never beheld. Welp, into the terlet.
Scruffy’s gonna die the way he lived. licks finger and turns the page of Zero-g Juggs magazine
“Why aren’t you fixing the boiler?”
“Scheduling conflict.” *flips through magazine*
Scruffy believes in this company.
excellent taste in quotes.
It’s wrong, wash bucket. Oh, it would be sweet for a while, but in the back of our minds we’d know that I’m a man and you’re janitorial equipment.
In another city, we could be anyone we want.
Prison’s not so bad. You can make Sangria in the toilet. Of course, it’s shank or be shanked.
Terlet
Of course it is.
Jail’s not so bad. You can make sangria in the terlet. Course, it’s shank or be shanked.
Scruffy’s gonna get himself another one of those three hundred dollar haircuts… This one’s lost it’s pizzazz.
Life and death are a seamless continuum. Mmhmm.
