the results are iN.
loser of the neighborhooD.
i win in a walK.
the retarded fat guy ain't kooking hot dogs on the fourth THIS yeaR.
they got a retard with a degreE.
and he kan forget about mopping the bathrooms and restokking beer on mon-thurs toO.
snagged that lukkrative position toO.
20 bukks a day times five days and I'm rissh, bitsH!
heres how my job hunt is progressinG.
i send a great email to the owner of a koffeshoppE.
it's in a gym, and sloW.
perfekt for mE.
he doesnt respond when i ask when i kan kome speak about the positioN.
i go to the plasse a 2 days later and he asks how things are goinG.
i say i'm waiting for this dude named roseman to get bakk to mE.
he says, "oh, you're harry, you don't want that job anywaY."
gREAT.
now ive got pinheads disqualifying me from peon-level employmenT!
i may have to boyKott his shoppe, like im boykotting the other plasses that didnt hire mE.
fUKK THEM!
so i'll have to learn new bartenders nameS.
i kan do thaT.
and when im bored ill walk in front of plasses with signS.
yeah, i have a kause noW!
fighting ageism in the bar industrY.