"Over. My. Dead. Fucking. Body." – email from Cyberpunk 2077. I deleted the last bajillion messages, but whatever. You made a fucking fool of me and I won't forget that. Can you stop sticking your nose in my biz?
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I deleted the last bajillion messages, but whatever. You made a fucking fool of me and I won't forget that. Can you stop sticking your nose in my biz? (A nose which, I might add, is covered in shit from being so far up the asses of those cigar-smoking fat cats at the label. Or is it their noses up yours?) Either way, it's not like you care about what I want anyway. And no, I'm not planning on changing my signature.
