Five thousand nights at McShitty's: Difference between revisions

▲It was my first day of work, my mom had been pestering me to get a job for years. She would call me a fat slob and at one point tried to persuade me to join the family business of assassins, though I declined. Now this is my ticket to show that I'm a hard worker and can [[File:Images_(8).jpg|thumb|259px]]make money, without a knife mind you. I arrived at my workplace via magic carpet transportation and was greeted with a medium sized building known only as "Freddy. J. McShitty's pizza". It was a dark place with no staff, though I was working the night shift so I wasn't surprised. I entered the doorway and realised I ate too much at the McDonald's across the street, so I rushed to the toilet to take a big one. As I sat in the toilet for over a hundred hours, I felt relieved and clean, letting my excretory system do all the work. But then it happened.