Reporting to work in the Delco oblast of Pennsylvania
women love to get their shit fucked up by The Dark Hairdresser
We are barreling headlong toward a reality in which wisdom, erudition, and upright moral principles are tagged “Not Safe For Work.”
A major commercial event, the annual back-to-school sale is a prime opportunity to obtain essential edification supplies at a considerable discount.
Never underestimate the feminine perspective a firm stands to gain by retaining a competent manageress.
The notion that a grape received surgical care is absurd on its face. This has not dissuaded Bluesky’s resident half-wits from producing a deluge of insipid “skeets” parroting blatant misinformation.
My secretary Noémie, though 35 years my junior, is whip-smart, sharp as a tack, tough as nails, switched-on, put-together, and fiercely loyal.
I am devastated at what’s befallen my order of Surf and Turf at the hands of another knucklehead Doordasher. I do not recall forcing you to work during a heat emergency; if you’ve made yourself available to accept orders, I can only assume you’re physically capable of completing the job.
