On the First Day of Christmas, my workplace gave to me:
A Big Fat-Bitch screaming at me!
On the Second Day of Christmas, my workplace gave to me:
Two flatulent gits,
And a Fat-Bitch screaming at me!
On the Third Day of Christmas, my workplace gave to me:
Three sodding twits,
Two flatulent gits,
And a Fat-Bitch screaming at me!
On the Forth Day of Christmas, my workplace gave to me:
Four tattletales,
Three sodding twits,
Two flatulent gits,
And a Fat-Bitch screaming at me!
On the Fifth Day of Christmas, my workplace gave to me:
Five sycophants!
Four tattletales,
Three sodding twits,
Two flatulent gits,
And a Fat-Bitch screaming at me!
On the Sixth Day of Christmas, my workplace gave to me:
Six morons moaning,
Five sycophants!
Four tattletales,
Three sodding twits,
Two flatulent gits,
And a Fat-Bitch screaming at me!
On the Seventh Day of Christmas, my workplace gave to me:
Seven pricks conniving,
Six morons moaning,
Five sycophants!
Four tattletales,
Three sodding twits,
Two flatulent gits,
And a Fat-Bitch screaming at me!
On the Eigth Day of Christmas, my workplace gave to me:
Eight snitches snitching,
Seven pricks conniving,
Six morons moaning,
Five sycophants!
Four tattletales,
Three sodding twits,
Two flatulent gits,
And a Fat-Bitch screaming at me!
On the Ninth Day of Christmas, my workplace gave to me:
Nine ugly racists.
Eight snitches snitching,
Seven pricks conniving,
Six morons moaning,
Five sycophants!
Four tattletales,
Three sodding twits,
Two flatulent gits,
And a Fat-Bitch screaming at me!
On the Tenth Day of Christmas, my workplace gave to me:
Ten leering faces.
Nine ugly racists.
Eight snitches snitching,
Seven pricks conniving,
Six morons moaning,
Five sycophants!
Four tattletales,
Three sodding twits,
Two flatulent gits,
And a Fat-Bitch screaming at me!
On the Eleventh Day of Christmas, my workplace gave to me:
Eleven sabotages.
Ten leering faces.
Nine ugly racists.
Eight snitches snitching,
Seven pricks conniving,
Six morons moaning,
Five sycophants!
Four tattletales,
Three sodding twits,
Two flatulent gits,
And a Fat-Bitch screaming at me!
On the Twelth Day of Christmas, my workplace gave to me:
Twelve credits stolen.
Eleven sabotages.
Ten leering faces.
Nine ugly racists.
Eight snitches snitching,
Seven pricks conniving,
Six morons moaning,
Five sycophants!
Four tattletales,
Three sodding twits,
Two flatulent gits,
And A Big Fat-Bitch screaming at me!
One Comment
Hhahaha awesome. Daaaaaa!
Might actually DL that on the Wii.