  A Day of Infamy -  Li'l Peggy and the Sweatloaf & nbsp;  I reported to the new office today. nbsp;  Sucked. nbsp;  Badly.  & nbsp;  I had to face Li'l Neck Peggy all day by sharing the same office with Her Royal Bird Brain. nbsp;
 Yes.
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 She gets a wild hair up her ass and suggests that we SHARE an office.
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 Awf da,  " It has a big window and we're closest to the bathroom.
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 I would care less if Miss Jackson herself&
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 bought me coffee urryday.
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 HALLS NAW PEGGEH!  So you know I mean bidness right?
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 I will live the cube life until I die if it means staying the hell away from her.
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 She's a certified loonbag.
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 This bitch had the nerve to call herself being sweet today by bringing in. what SHE CALLED. beet and chocolate bread.
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 Did I miss something?
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 Did this bird beaked Cuisinart whore just say beet and chocolate bread?
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 WHO DA HELL THINKS TO PUT BEETS AND CHOCOLATE TOGETHER?
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 When she lifted that plastic cake pan lid and I gotta load of what was unneef. I dayum near hyperventilated.
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 What I witnessed was not bread at all.
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 It was a dark black,  shiny,  loaf and there was water condensation under the lid.
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 Looked like a burnt sweatloaf to me!
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 FUCKWHUTYAHERD!
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 Dassa burnt assed,  crispified,  nuked to all be dayumed SWEATLOAF.
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 Nah Peggy.
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 Dass aight slim.
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 You ought ta be 'shamed of yourself!
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 What would the Iron Chef say?
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 I know what I said.
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 Peggy done loss her mind and I ain't coming within one inch of that sweaty block of pain.
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Not on your life Pressure Cooker Peggy .
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 Needless to say,  I avoided her advances.
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 I'm on a sweat free diet.
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 Fuck dat.
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 LOL.
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 Whoever said no pain no gain can&
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kiss my ass.
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 I don't care how you slice it.
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 A black assed,
 shiny,
 mystery food product is a SWEATLOAF.
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 What makes one bake for co- workers at random?
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 That's some no- life shit.
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 No status on the office share idea.
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 Right now,  it's just me,  her,
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and the mystery food product spliting the office space.
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 This won't last.
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 Trust me.
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 In other news,
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 My cousin took his ass back to Jersey last night.
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 Homie tried to kill me.
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 Him and Tornado Martini. biyatch!
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 This is my first day of absolute sobriety.
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 Last night I pretty much pickled myself.
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 I hope first impressions don't count.
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 Nice to meet you Donna &
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 (  name changed to protect the innocent )
LOL.
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