Bob has a hang over... is also late for work for a promotion...
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| Ahh shit.. i got a damn hangover from that St. patricks festival! Stupid festivals! Well, its time for my big promotion... | |
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Back at the restaurant... bob's been working as a janitor, chef and waitor at the same time...
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| Uhh... hows your meal coming along... | |
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| i didnt order lasagna... actually i did, but why the hell is there a clomp of freakin' hair in it! | |
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| Honey... you havent even looked at your food yet. | |
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| *chews* Ewww! This food tastes like shit... wait, it is shit! Uhhhh! Waiter what the hell did you do! Why is there a clump of crap in my stuffed pepper? | |
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