
I was thinking about job interviewers the other week, and about how much I hate them. They always boss around, ask stupid questions, and hire you. At least they try their best to hire me (I won't let them). The only problem with this bastards is that they don't want to quit acting as the big villain bosses in
Xbox 360 games. As a matter of fact, they actually look like the villain bosses, and most of them are monsters.
So what should we do to stop these arse-licking parasites from being a crowd of insufferable know-it-alls? If you have a job interview, bring a shotgun. When the whore starts asking you questions and you don't know the answer, blow her shitty mouth off. When these braggarts command you to fill-out long and nonsense forms, tie them to their
swivel chairs and place their heads in a sack full of rats. Burning these people to ashes is not a good idea. You'll only asphyxiate, and you'll only contribute to air pollution. As you all know, these interviewers are whores in heat. If they don't want to be tied in their swivel chairs, then fuck them to their death. That step is lot more easier, not to mention sweeter.
Why do we always hate our boss worse than our mother-in-laws? The mother-in-law, I would understand, but why the boss? Isn't it unfair to fancy him as a fat-ass jerk with a lurking tail? Hell, no! That's the least we could feel after he stamped on our
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