sergiodeblanc
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Wednesday: the middle of the workweek and a low point for most, but not for you. For you it’s the paramount, because you are a champion among men!
Drinks with the boss paid off, you’ve been invited duck hunting this morning. You’ll need something sporty, utilitarian, and orange so other sportsmen don’t mistake you for a soulless and weak animal that only lives for your enjoyment. Something like this Santana variant: a 2008 Mira.
Yeah, birds would not be an ideal choice today for obvious reasons. Safety first.
Honestly, you could have wrestled the tree with your bare hands and expertly carved the pick guard and knobs yourself, but your time is much too valuable.
Much like the flask filled with 20 yr old Scotch that you’re drinking from, your pickups are etched. You’re worth the very best.
If you look close enough you can see that even your weapon sweats from intimidation of your virility.
Harry, the head of your department, caught a bad break today. He foolishly walked into the line of fire after your boss saw a flock of hooded mergansers.
You seemed fairly agreeable with that assessment in the initial report that was made to the police, and your boss was pleased.
You head home late again, but eager to shower and be with your family. Only two days until the weekend.
Drinks with the boss paid off, you’ve been invited duck hunting this morning. You’ll need something sporty, utilitarian, and orange so other sportsmen don’t mistake you for a soulless and weak animal that only lives for your enjoyment. Something like this Santana variant: a 2008 Mira.
Yeah, birds would not be an ideal choice today for obvious reasons. Safety first.
Honestly, you could have wrestled the tree with your bare hands and expertly carved the pick guard and knobs yourself, but your time is much too valuable.
Much like the flask filled with 20 yr old Scotch that you’re drinking from, your pickups are etched. You’re worth the very best.
If you look close enough you can see that even your weapon sweats from intimidation of your virility.
Harry, the head of your department, caught a bad break today. He foolishly walked into the line of fire after your boss saw a flock of hooded mergansers.
You seemed fairly agreeable with that assessment in the initial report that was made to the police, and your boss was pleased.
You head home late again, but eager to shower and be with your family. Only two days until the weekend.
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