I have a one of a kind keyboard that can be found in this world. The letter “Z” in my keyboard broke a few days back, and now it does not exist. I have replaced “Z” with a tooth, yes a tooth. This keyboard is the first-ever keyboard with good oral hygiene. This tooth is an incisor (one of the two teeth that shows up when you smile).
Just like every other guy who hates his 9 to 5 jobs, I hate my boss and his hairstyle. I will talk about how to detoxify the liver and stuff, but first, you have to read about my pain. I hate to throw him an obviously fake compliment on his heavyweight body and his new suit that he stole from his barber. Sick and tired of hearing about what color of poop his daughter passes every day, or how his 35-years-old brother-in-law got dumped by a teenager.