When Dustin’s son died, for driving stupid, our owner was going to cover the entire funeral.
No questions asked.
Partially because she’s a millionaire from all the work we’ve done..
I said
“that’s very nice of you”
She responded in that thick, Southern drawl.
“family ain’t just blood”
What the fuck lady?
Are you telling me that my “work family” is an actual family?
Get the fuck out of here with that sentimental bullshit.
We are here. To make money.
More specifically, we are here to make you money. You don’t actually give a fuck about the individuals, And you exploit illegal South Americans.
So.
You’re a cunt.
A cunt with the facade of purity.
And whatever happens next…
Whatever happens …
Heheheh….
It’ll hurt you more than it hurts me.
Because I know the other side.
Work family pshh..
Work on these balls
dawn 