My co-workers are funny as fuck. It's always the Ex-Man that finds this shit, and immediately thinks of me.
Ah well. At least he's thinking of me.
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| It's a good thing he's got no baggage. With all of mine, there's no damn room for anyone elses. |
I checked out his package. Then I put him on the shelf. And I walked away, leaving him for someone else.
Yup. That's about the way it's been.
Assholery.
Grace.
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