EPTAh what would i give for a cold coke and a huge sandwich. Oh those were the days. But nooooooooooOOOAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH i'm stuck in my office and i can't even kill time with youtube because of the internet. I don't even know if i can post that message.
Fuck this shit.
Ah a coworker just came in! But...but she didn't bring me any food!!! That focking whore! May she rot in hell for her uncollegiality. Never liked that bitch anyway. Oh the excitment of eating i miss it. I'm starvinnngg! My last breath i can feel it coming. A pizza, a burger, something grilled, even potato chips would to it. When i'm outta here i'm going to eat until im a fat fucking bastard and then i come back and kill the coworker bitch and push her out of the window with my new unhuman fat body. Oh you will see. I'm shure she just had something wonderfull. She's not in my room but i feel her happyness, her stuffed hips vibrate through the walls. Oh she thinks she's so smart. With her money and freetime for food. I'm shure her brother is retarded or something.
I'm getting delusional. My facade crumbles. Oh i'm too beautiful to die in my own office. Ahh! Someone walked by my office but completly ignored my misery! I'm shure it was one of these suit wearing, gelly hair, aftershave explosion motherfucking salesmen. Fucking bastard. Oh i will steal all his money and then buy a scorpion with it and toss it in his office so he get's scared and eventually dies so i can steal his car to buy me FUCKING FOOOOOOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*sniffsniff* i smell something. Chinese. Duck. Cantonese. Rice. Uah.
I
must
find
source
of
smell
...
