Once upon a time
I was a little chef. I had to wear brown polyester slacks with a crease sown into them. All I really wanted was a white chef's hat, and a tray of piping hot foody goodness to call my own*.
*And to be paid more than £2.50/ hr. Cunting fucknards and their slave labour.
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Fri 9 Jan 2004, 11:59,
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*And to be paid more than £2.50/ hr. Cunting fucknards and their slave labour.