What the hell? He’s already planning my replacement? I haven’t even taken the piss test yet and he’s bringing a fucking fourteen year-old in to replace me? I hated to admit it, but the kid did have some serious skills. He would never have my ability to work an audience tho...
My head might explode. Ugh, I want to die. I take a deep breath in and rub my temples, hoping the throbbing in my skull will let up. After five deep breaths, I realize that no amount of breathing will help the hangover from Hell. &...