What the shit is this fuck?
Man, why the hell do I have to fill out this crap? Company profiles my ass. Rock should be the one doing this shit, I don’t care what the hell Dutch says. Last time I checked, the Lagoon Company transports a bunch of seedy cargo from point A to point B for a bunch of assholes who pay us like we were some cheap Phuket street hookers. Well, sis pays decent, but she knows quality when she sees it. No, if I wanted to be doing this crap, I’d be working one of those prissy little pleasure boat cruises that ferries a bunch of brainless Western tourists around Phang Nga Bay. Least then I could get all the booze I could drink. Hell, that might not be so bad! Oh, who the hell am I kidding, I’d wind up shooting half of them twits before we left the friggin’ dock.
