As usual Rubini is digging for intel
Huh. Hold up a minute. Something ain't right. I thought I was, had been, and still was to this very day up to this very minute, telling him everything. Let me check if this key logger is installed right, the
guy fellow down at Radio Shack™ said it would work like a charm. If that f****** transistor jockey f***** up this deal, there will be Hell to pay. Heads will roll. I'm not even kidding.
As God is my witness, this is not going to start another #official Inquiry. I'm
busy. I have an
actual life. I have to go buy a Hummer Three. I'm not even kidding. I've been ordered a test drive one first. FU, WTAF? Like I've never gotten in a traffic jam with a Hummer before, just leave, McFly,
just leave. I just can't even.
This has been “
Second World Problems With Jackstar—Already In Progress: Episode XVII.” I'm going to be
at least another
17 twenty-three minutes, Boys, don't smoke me a kipper.
I'm going to eat someone's breakfast.