I seen the bitch flip us the bird this morning and it's been buggin' me all day. She's a hot little number but the way she acts, you could tell she'd drown in the rain 'cause her nose is stuck so far up in the air. Right before we get ready to knock off for the day, she still ain't back home yet so my colleague and I grab a few items off the truck and slip around to the back door. It's a simple lock and it only takes a minute to jimmy it open. We scope out the place and find it empty. Now it's just a matter of waiting until she gets home. It's not a long wait. Fire and I hear her come in the front door and we stand ready on either side of her kitchen doorway. As soon as she walks in we each grab one of her arms and carry her kicking and screaming to her bedroom.
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"Resistance is Futile."
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