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Fine. Don't hire me.

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    Fine. Don't hire me.

    (NSFW language)

    best of craigslist: Fine, Don't ******* Hire Me, You Can't Handle My tulip

    #2
    -I invented the moon.
    -Atlantis was around til 1988, but sunk when I shot out of my mom's vagina like a silver bullet into a wolverine.
    -I am also a wolverine.
    -Had sex with the Spice Girls.
    -The blowjob machine was originally my idea until that bastard Clint Eastwood stole it.
    -I have prophetic visions of the apocolypse.
    -Watched the movie "Juwanna Mann" at least 18 times. Juwanna Mann (2002) - IMDb
    -Created a new genre of dance in which people get so into it that radiation waves pulsate off of them, I like to call this the microrave.
    -I reverse engineered a door, I now know how it works.
    -When I was 8, a frisbee flew into my backyard and I blew it up with my mind.
    -My brother is the Eiffel Tower
    -Direct descendant of Beowulf
    -Can make weapons out of anything, very useful in a hostile work environment
    -Beat my pornography addiction when I was 19
    -Proficient in Microsoft Office and Photoshop
    Nice. Is it Threaded?
    Originally posted by MaryPoppins
    I'd still not breastfeed a nazi
    Originally posted by vetran
    Urine is quite nourishing

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      #3
      I recognise that CV. I interviewed him in the 1990s for an Oracle Financials role. He wanted £120 per hour, minimum. And he expected someone else to key in any SQL that might be required.

      I told him to eff off.

      He said he could arrange I get a blow job if that would help change my mind.

      He was a big, fat bloke.

      I showed him the door and went without the blowjob.

      He recognised what the door was, but didn't make a weapon out of it.
      My all-time favourite Dilbert cartoon, this is: BTW, a Dumpster is a brand of skip, I think.

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