I have seen the future, my friends, and it doesn't live in a dog-forsaken cubicle. I may be the last to see the light, but my eyes are opening now... It's obvious that working for a giant corporation, sitting in a box under brain frying fluorescent lights and waiting patiently for death is a bad way to earn that 401K. But now those jobs are leaving, which is probably the best thing that could happen for a group of young (good looking), inventive (scrappy) and far-sighted (can hold our liquor) individuals such us. Master P says "Start a business"
Indeed Master P. Indeed.
We aint beefin like nah we on the positive vibe
But i still get the homocide squad on the side
See im holdin on to the steering wheel controllin the ride
And yall comin out a bumpin cuz i got it in drive
We need to come up with the good ideas and begin implementation of plan A. How can it be any riskier than working for the man? I've seen and heard about TOO many people that lose stupid jobs that they hated and end up crying in their beer over the whole deal.
It's time to start that race car school for strippers.
It's time to make a porno with an all Luara Branigan soundtrack.
It's time to start training for that race around the world.
Another night, another day goes by
I never stop myself to wonder why
You help me to forget to play my role
You take my self, you take my self control
indeed Laura Branigan. Indeed.
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Step 1: Collect underpants
Step 3: Collect profits
You're 66% of the way there.
It's been a long time since i was 66% of the way to anything.
How's the married life? Buy any furniture recently?
WHoooo!!!!
I can feel good things... good things "indeed." It sounds like our race cars are going to need very big back seats!
wildman has himself a buisness venture in the works too. i just can't decide if i should try and implement it all myself, or sell my idea of 2% of the profit said idea makes...
maybe anonimous should sell it to me.
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