Personal Mottos

A hard-on doesn't count as personal growth. Do I look like a fucking people person? This isn't an office. It's Hell with fluorescent lighting. I started out with nothing...and I still have most of it left. I pretend to work. They pretend to pay me. If I throw a stick, will you leave? And just how may I fuck you over today? And your crybaby whiny-assed opinion would be...? I'm just working here till a good fast-food job opens up. I'm not your type. I'm not inflatable. I'm trying to imagine you with a personality. One of us is thinking about sex... OK, it's me. I have a computer, a vibrator, & pizza delivery. Why should I leave the house? I just want revenge. Is that so wrong? It's sick the way you people keep having sex without me. I work 40 hours a week to be this poor. Okay, okay, I take it back! UnFuck you! Nice perfume. Must you marinate in it? You look like shit. Is that the style now? Earth is full. Go home. I thought I wanted a career, turns out all I wanted was paychecks. It ain't the size, it's... no, it's the size. I majored in liberal arts. Will that be for here or to go?