Former bartender at the VIP lounge downtown. He used to have the most arrogant attitude… dripping of 100% grade A pure douchiness. Just because pussy and tits would practically throw itself at him night after night at the bar, he thought that gave him the right to shit all over his coworkers. Eventually they got sick and tired of it, and paid me to teach him a lesson. They thought I would just rough him up a little… you know, to scare some humility into him. They had no idea that I run a slave trade. Months later, every time I stop by for a cocktail, they still ask me what happened to him. I just smile and say, “How am I supposed to know? He disappeared before I got to him. If he drops by sometime, let me know and I’ll teach him that lesson you paid me to.”
They have no idea that as we speak, my senior trainers are teaching his mangina a very important lesson… how to spread wider than he ever thought possible.
You should have seen the look on his face the first time we rolled the fucksaw into his line of sight. He practically had a seizure! We had to anesthetize him for his own safety… struggling as violently as he was, he almost dislocated his own shoulder in his bonds!
(Source: dickon1, via nickbond30)