And some of those motherfuckers have the gall to complain they're not making enough? Fuck off and die. Seriously.
Protip: If you're letting someone pressure you into doing something stupid enough to kill you, they aren't the problem.
Nice one WC, like it, like it!
"Hot air hangs like a dead man, from a white oak tree. People sitting on porches, thinking how things used to be. It's a dark night...dark night."