
Originally Posted by
Going Postal
I too work with a lot of neegahs; it is a government office. We have one very LOUD woman that you can tell when she is not there. Testosterone. We get along alright except for on the weekends (informal) and they bring out the radio and play (c)rap music like Stinky leg or some such. That "music" will make you go nuts. It gives me headaches. Bunch of talentless shit. One song has two guys singing about materlistic crap and vahjayjays and asses and one guy just repeats, "i got it like dat." Motherfucker won the lottery. Hell, play some Darius Rucker music or something.
Hootie and the Blowfish Rucker or country Rucker? He's good either way.
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