Text -|- un: nunya
Looking for work.
Previous Experience: phone operator, temporary office assistant, fast food worker, college bartender, sandwich board holder, private investigator, professional asshole.
Skills: owns own camera, capable of tolerating other assholes, not too up my own ass to do dirty work.
Special Skills: Specifics given upon request if I damn well feel like it.
Contact with offers. Anything related to strip clubs will result in learning how quickly I can track you down and hurt you with my special skills.
Previous Experience: phone operator, temporary office assistant, fast food worker, college bartender, sandwich board holder, private investigator, professional asshole.
Skills: owns own camera, capable of tolerating other assholes, not too up my own ass to do dirty work.
Special Skills: Specifics given upon request if I damn well feel like it.
Contact with offers. Anything related to strip clubs will result in learning how quickly I can track you down and hurt you with my special skills.
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You think everyone who's in the Army volunteered? [ He sure did, but there had been a draft. ]
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What idea?
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[ Or below it, maybe. He couldn't quite get a read there. ]
But you're right. This isn't war. Not yet.
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[She scowled, slumping down in her seat. Jessica fought, but she fought against having to be a part of anything. Of being used. That was her purpose in life.]
I'm not doing shit. I'm surviving. That's not following any goddamn rules, buddy.
[Yeah, now someone was rubbing her the wrong way.]
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So, he thinks about it, and decides: ]
Buddy is better than kid.
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Kid it is.