Another morning, he came in an hour late, gave me a look that could kill, and said, “Anytime you want to call it quits, let me know.”
I tried to tease my way out of it. “But, Paul,” I said, “what would I ever do without you?”
“Fuck yourself, for starters.”
kms these men were crazyyy
— Oct 26, 2025 07:33PM
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