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| I want to quit my job at the Juice Bar, but I can't just quit. | |
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| Well, my boss, who also provides me with a place to stay, isn't letting me use my creative talants. I'm just doing a shitload of work, and they're paying me under the table. | |
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| Our dad works for the labor departement. You can threaten them. Also, she's just using you. | |
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| Yeah, but I don't feel any ill will. I dont' want to threaten them, even though I could destroy their place of business by just calling the IRS. | |
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| You know what you are? You're a negroid sharecropper. | |
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