Monster Cockroaches, writing your name, and bosses

So this last Friday my boss puts the squeeze on me to work overtime. He knows that the company has not given a raise to any of us in two years. Yes we got bonuses but they were used to put out the fires that were created by the lack of CPI increase compensation. (IE the gas price goes up so does everything else and no increase in salary means one has to extend their credit balance to make the ends meet) the bonus is spent bringing the balances down so you can do it again. I am not going to give away the end of that story as that is a book I am working on right now (My first serious book).
Anyways he says he knows that I have committed much of my time to other endeavors. I point out that while I am receiving some compensation I believe that the service I provide is more of a community service other than a second job. But that I would try and find time to come in and assist in increasing bandwidth in our department.
I do not tell him that I have committed every weekend 12 hours a day.
So I am in on Sunday morning about 2AM it is the only time I am available and I can give him about 6 hours before my first game on Sunday
So here I am at work early. There should be no one in today at this time. I have to go to the bathroom and there on the floor is huge cockroach crawling across the floor. I look around no one is in the stalls. I unzip and begin peeing on the cockroach. I do not know and do not ask me why all I know is that made complete total sense at that hour with the 5 hours of sleep I had after doing three plates in a row. So I am peeing on this poor pathetic creature of god and the bathroom door opens I jump two steps to the left and stand in front of the urinal and pretend that I am peeing but in fact the movement has created a moment that there was a stoppage in the flow.
In walks a suit now for a suit to be on my floor at this hour means that he is very important and there is some shit about to hit the fan.
He walks in stops (I hear him behind me) "holy shit look at the size of that beast!"
"Yeah big one" I answer back
"Yeah and it looks like you had him on the run until I came in"
"What?"
"I came in as you were peeing on him"
"No I do not know whaa...."
"Ahh come on... do not lie I am going to pee on him too" as he unzips his trousers and starts to pee on the roach
I can not put into the right context the strange scene I saw when I turned around and saw this executive vice president pissing on the cockroach.
so as I stepped around the EVP pissing on the floor so I did not get splashed on so I can wash my hands he began to mutter ahhhhh oh yeah oh yeah there you go you like that don't you Mr. bug ah yeah drink up little buddy drink up. He then shakes and zips.
He laughs a laugh that gives me the creeps and bends over to look closer at the bug in his urine
Oh yeah fucking cockroaches they make me sick and he stomps on the roach.
HA hey I am Craig Rodgers glad to meet you and he extends his hand. I start to reach out and the pulls back "Sorry I did not wash"
I pull back yeah I am John Sleestaxx
Yeah? What are you doing here on a Sunday so early?
I am trying to increase the bandwidth of my group while there is a bottleneck
Why is there a bottle neck shouldn't you supervisor seen this and started something else before you had to be in at 3am?
Hey I do not know smarter people than me run this place I just do what is needed to make it run smooth.
Well maybe you should some see me later this week about the over time that is needed.
Who knows public urination on bugs is a test for promotions and I passed. It could be some kind of code that I broke by accident like the senator that played footsie and found that gay’s guys uses that for code.
You know I do not know about this as the last time I was in a situation like this some mother fucker tried to break into my car and I went ape-shit and beat the fucker so bad I got sued by the criminal.
Or maybe he is going to fire my ass on Monday. Or maybe he wants the dirt on my boss.
Who knows?





Like A Monkey With A Handgun
By Rev. J. Sleestaxx
Release date: By 3 December, 2007..

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2008 is expected to be very interesting.

On January 1st I woke up with the dogs missing the taste of dog in my mouth.
There is a big black burn mark in my front yard. Something was definitely burned there. I can not even begin to imagine.
My neighbors will not look at me in the eye and some appear to be scared when I am outside.
Part of me says this is normal and that I should not worry.
But I do worry. Where are my dogs? why do I see strange images when I close my eyes.
Today a little boy was walking to the bus stop and when he got to my property line he sprinted past my house like Satan himself was chasing him.
When the paperboy knocked on the door I went to answer. He turned pale when I opened the door. Then he started to leave and tripped and fell. I know he broke his ankle because I heard the crack.
If there was anyone there that can help fill in the gaps please let me in on the events.
I mean if there is something I did wrong I should know right?
If I offended my neighbors I should apologize right?
If I dressed in drag and roasted my dogs.... again... I need to replace them and start taking my medications and get another appointment ASAP.

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Pink You Ignorant Slut!

This is total liberal celebrity crap. Let me ask you bitch what do you do for the fucking homeless?? What do you do to support the troops? What are you doing to help make the world a better place?? Yeah that is what I fucking thought! you are out to get what you can for pink and you will use what ever you can to get it! You use your celeb status to take a few fucking shots at a job that is always ridiculed by everybody. I would like to your pansy pampered ass do the job. Making the tough decisions that need to be made, I would like to see you make the decision to storm another country and disrupt their economy and then find that the old wood administration had dropped the fucking ball and you made a mistake. He admitted that there was a mistake we all know that he made the best decision based on the best data he had at the time.

What would you have done when the fuckers dropped the towers?? ' now that is not right you guys you all should stop that rough play before more people get hurt.' yeah fucking right! How about when you were given the information that some crazy person had dangerous weapons and was know to attack other countries?? 'Now Saddam you really need to find the inner child and learn to love everybody.'

Why don't you stick to making bubble gum records, and trying to look hardcore. And leave the politics to the rest of the world that really cares. You do not care, your real concern is, am I getting paid? Who is stealing from me? And when do I get to eat? when did you wake up and say 'you know what I have the cash to help out 1000+ people by donating to habitat for humanity and I will swing a hammer for a week to build a few homes.' No you meet with some people and you eat lunch and you talk shit about some people.

Now I know you worked hard to get where you are and to do the things you do and want to do. But the president asked to have the job of running the country, asked to make the toughest decisions in the country and in the worlds best interest, and we as a group said yeah go ahead. Now when the decisions are made there are the pussies that want to complain, and cash in on his job right or wrong better or worse. why don't you take your fucking pop album divide it up by the number of songs and take the "GROSS" percentage of that one song and donate that to a charity that will help the homeless, the war displaced, the hungry children of the single mothers who made bad decisions and had babies that they should have not had yet. then you and your record company can then split the remainder for the costs and royalties.....

Yeah I thought not, you fucking, greedy, bitch fucker, spit in your face, whore, duce bag, fake, wanna be human!

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P!NK - Mr. President

Chrome not good enough for products ......

Since we are not allowed to use chromium ON our products lets have everybody eat it so that the chromium market can stay afloat.

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See you in hell Rev. Falwell

I am surprised that this pinheads death did not generate a response sooner from me. I know I have busy with other fucked up things in my poor miserable outhouse of a life that I could have not even noticed that this puissant died

Libertystudent arrested with homemade bombs

Ha HA what do you expect, this man was a fucktard on TV he pissed off many with his pussy soap box antics. He shafted the Bakers and then was found to cavorting with prostitutes and drugs. He was rumored to be a pornographer for the mob. It has been said that his 700 club that he stole from Jim and Tammy Baker was a laundry mat for drug money both stateside and foreign. I would not doubt he was involved with the Iran contra shit either. This was a hypocritical man, that, well, is not fit to feed the worms and now we have a large group of like minded individuals in the same place, which believed his whinny bullshit crap about 911 being the fault of fucking gays. Yeah uh o k sure Jerry what ever you say you dumb turd. His Evangelical communist propaganda was border line fascism. If you do not believe in MY GOD then you are the enemy. And as the enemy I will crush you with lies and brut force blackmail and then take every fucking thing you own. Spit spit fuck you Jerry what’s the fucking weather like down there you cunt! Farewell Falwell see you in hell. BITCH! Ha look at that kid, he has gay written all over his psychotic face.

Your Parents must be so proud

Stupid Bitch