shut up!
shut up!
shut up!
i'm sick of hearing your turkey voice.
your stupid, white-trash, south-shore accent
is slowly driving me to drink.
"what are mutual fund expenses?"
you just asked me that same question yesterday,
there's nothing more i can do to help.
you just talk louder when you don't know the answer.
just because you are loud does not mean you are right.
i do not want to hear about how you slept with your old boss at your last job.
your shoes are pointy but not in a cool or european way.
do not hover over my shoulder because i will punch you in the face.
no, i will never be your gay best friend.
shut up!
shut up!
shut up!
i hate you.
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