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It's done. It's finally fucking done. The motherfucking, goddamned report is over. My friends, my long capstone nightmare is over. The party will be soon enough. Time for five hours of sleep.
Here's a life lesson for all of you at 2:25 in the morning. When someone asks you to do something four months ago and constantly checks with you during every meeting that you did it and it's right. It better fucking be right.
People who don't fix their design sheet mistakes are monkey-fuckers. And not those cuddly monkeys either. Those nasty monkeys, with sandpapered and thorned anuses.
It's over.
Breathe...
Here's a life lesson for all of you at 2:25 in the morning. When someone asks you to do something four months ago and constantly checks with you during every meeting that you did it and it's right. It better fucking be right.
People who don't fix their design sheet mistakes are monkey-fuckers. And not those cuddly monkeys either. Those nasty monkeys, with sandpapered and thorned anuses.
It's over.
Breathe...
that's the spirit. hee hee hee hoooo...
Posted by
Albert |
4:38 PM