Topic: Throw 'Em Under The Bus! | |
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So...how do you deal with snitches, whiners, & finger-pointers...you know, the ones who when under pressure, gotta drag you down with them?
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i have no idea where they are officer..haven't seen'em
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what times the next bus?
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I work alone Black ops specialist
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I work alone Black ops specialist I actually dated one of those..."I was never there"... |
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No comment.
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... I'm walkin' here ...
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I work alone Black ops specialist I actually dated one of those..."I was never there"... |
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Don't know any
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They don't have to go home ... but they DAMMO sure can't stay here ...
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I keeeel them.
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Edited by
Phuque
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Wed 09/16/09 02:30 PM
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My nephew tried to throw me under the bus yesterday then had the audacity to try to bum a smoke from me! Pfffffffffffffffffft! Uh yeah, right!
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The whiners are tasty with a chunk of cheese.
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So...how do you deal with snitches, whiners, & finger-pointers...you know, the ones who when under pressure, gotta drag you down with them? Keep my business to myself and then I don't have to bury any more bodies, I am running out of room |
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The whiners are tasty with a chunk of cheese. Uh huh...they're a chunk of sumpin'... |
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Edited by
Dancere
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Wed 09/16/09 02:32 PM
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Often like tryin' to scrape melty gum off a shoe ...
That or a steamin' pile 'o' ... Boomerangs ... |
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I keeeel them. |
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So, the real question here is: Whatever happened to freakin' honor & loyalty?
"I give it to 'em in the belly...so they can roll around for a while..." Richard Widmark in "The Kiss of Death". |
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So, the real question here is: Whatever happened to freakin' honor & loyalty? It is alive and well in my heart, my life, my conscience, my home and my values. Core stuff!!! No one is taking that way from me!!! |
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Hey I say treat them like air... poof gone!
by the way hiya Phuque... you sweety! |
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