We have a tycoon on here with us, while we sit here drinking white claws and coors light
Tycoon does sound a lot better than “boy I love losing money but at least I get to drink free shit when the canning line explodes and watch out or the dogs will get drunk and puke literal booze smell onto the floor but it’s ok Kev because we can subsidize the business by allowing a photo shoot when we’re closed but then there was a naked woman in the building and since our security cameras filmed her we could be brought up on charges for solicitation of pornography BUT hey man, we broke even this month so we can afford to pay our coked up employees to sell drugs out of our bathrooms and, by the way, the canning line is still fucked because you idiots bought it from Finland and can’t read the instructions and Kev’s not allowed to ask his “friend” what the translation is because his wife knows she’s got the hots for him and she’s not having any of it unless she’s included but it’s that time of the month so haha no.”
I wonder if Fuji has any idea who I even am
You’re the guy on Facebook that likes NASCAR and made this ridiculous video with his cousins years ago where you were stoned and rambling and I laughed throughout the whole thing. Yeah. I know you.
I wonder if he knows who I am
You’re the movie man, the guy that got trashed and did an Impact LD with me and Wang years ago and the WC HOF that’s vote at the last minute put me in as well. You’ll always be my hero.
You’re Swamps. A literal God among mere mortals. I’d write an essay about how cool you are but I’m sure everyone here already knows the drill.
”The New and Improved AstraPfizer Bunny”