Creep-o the clown here thinks they are a terrifying menace not realizing they have stepped into the territory of permanent restraining order, even with the devil.
Now go practice your balloon animals, champ. Maybe one day you'll twist yourself into something worthwhile. Though considering your track record you'd probably just end up popping yourself because what you mistook for having integrity was actually hot air from a fart out of satan's asshole.
Any who, apparently I should stop with the jokes. You first seeing that you're the one who keeps writing them, you are one punchline short of a laugh track.
Knock knock
Who’s there?
Olive
Olive who?
Olive the jokes but you clearly don’t
If I had a dollar for every time I've been told to stop joking I'd pay the salary for the sense of humor that seems to have gone on strike. Maybe I’d even throw in a bonus for the audacity.
Fuck, now I'm starting to think I should start a GoFundMe to help him get a sense of humor and a personality so he stops complaining about mine.
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