CumI used to work at a restaurant and this guy made me remake his beans because they werent "mushed". I said "buddy, listen." When he promptly clamped my lips closed between his thumb and index finger before he swiftly roared "you get in the back and mush me some damned beans before I mush ya mother". I was taken aback. Livid, honestly. Ive still a scar on my upper lip from his gangled, gnarled finger nail.
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