Massacre on Aisle 12 Page #2
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- 2016
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Jack uh no man, of course not.
My weaknesses?
What in the hell kind of
question is that?
disability caused by some
f***ing towel head who shot an
RPG up my ass during my fourth
combat mission killing no good
cock suckin' camel f***in'
terrorist in Iraq while
you were in college
suckin' off your liberal
no good hippie professor
at your communist lovin' college
in upstate my daddy's a rich
prick bought me a Porsche
can't afford to pay his taxes
that would fund the f***in'
veteran's hospital that
would fix my leg so I could
kick you in your
That disability?
Hey this is Dave, the new guy.
Dave this is Otto, he's our
store... maintenance guy.
New soldier huh?
You look good son.
Fit, I like that.
I'm the tactical maintenance
sh*t these dickwads leave behind
every time they
traipse through my store.
What? What are
you laughing at boy?
That funny?
That funny to you?
You like dumpin' paint
toxins all over the place?
The same brain degenerating
paint toxins that bin Ladin
dumped on my ass back in 2005
after I killed his herd of
goats he liked to f***. Huh?
That's why I'm
blind in one eye boy.
Sorry... about the
blindness and all.
We got some important
orientation stuff to do,
so if you'll excuse us.
Oh do you? Do you?
So we're just...
Do you?
Yeah.
Well you make sure
this dumb f*** right here
that he knows the difference
two and six because what I bet
your dumb ass doesn't know,
is it is easily confused
for dichlor ethane
which is what I used on Saddam
Made his dick fall off.
Who's laughin now fucks?
Who's laughin now?
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!
I think that guy's got
a serious case of PTSD.
How bout you say thank you
soldier, god bless America?
And tell me when
I f***in' start.
This is the hydraulic crane.
Do not tough the hydraulic crane
until you get certified. Ever.
Wow. This thing is awesome.
This thing is like a
Alright. I-OSHA takes
this sh*t serious.
I take this sh*t serious.
Okay, you touch this
without getting certified.
You get fired. Or killed.
even know what happened.
I'm for real man.
Big time danger.
Dude lost an arm
first time I was here.
Who?
Kipper f***in freaks out over
Ah!
Dave where are we going?
Jack up to see the boss.
Hey, are you cool?
About the elevator?
No man are you cool cool
what do you mean?
Do you do weed?
I've done some landscaping
no man pot.
No, no, no, no.
You're gonna have to start
if you want to be cool here.
Jack shhh! Where are you going?
Follow me.
Come on.
Dave what is this?
Old crawl space.
No body knows its up here.
Pharms, you up here?
Jack this is Dave, the new guy.
Dave oh, no, I'm good thank you.
Pharms marijuana is the
only way to escape
the drudgery of this place.
Plus this is some
real good Sinsemilla.
What's this one?
Oh. Its a new
mix I'm working on.
I call it sour purple turbo.
Oh yeah.
Try it.
Keep it down, he'll hear you.
Arms up.
Up in the air.
Pharms it's, uh, tetrahydrocannabinol
and diacetylmorphine.
Basically weed and heroin.
Pharms party foul.
Sorry.
Don't apologize to me.
What is that?
Pharms Bucky the Beaver.
Our idol.
I liberated him from
the corporate office
on a peyote
induced vision quest.
Now he resides here, watching
over and protecting us.
We do not offend Bucky.
So any party foul
committed in his presence
must be apologized for.
Jack alright.
And penance paid.
I was gonna get a fritter later.
forgive us our party fouls.
And shield us from
our misery and torment.
Sorry Bucky.
Dave guys, if its so miserable
here, why don't you just quit?
I figure Kipper's only
gonna' last so long
before he gets fired
for soliciting sex from
underaged boys online.
Then they'll make me manager.
He has sex with
underaged boys, here?
I don't know,
it's just a theory.
I keep watching that to catch a
predator show waitin to see him.
I get to experiment with
chemicals all day.
Do you have any idea, the
street value of this stuff?
Do you mean illegal federally
or more on a state level?
Because I can take the drug test
I would just need about thirty
days to you know study for it.
Mr. Kipper Jack will show you the ropes.
He's my second in command.
You'll see we have a strong
mutual respect for each other.
I run a good, solid crew here.
Otto, the two Jacks, Terra.
She used to have a bit of a
substance abuse issue.
But, I'm happy to say, we
nipped that problem in the bud.
Now she's a model employee.
We're a team.
We help each other.
So I need you to
do somethin' for me.
Relax kiddo.
I just need to get your
measurements.
Let's start with your
shirt and penis size.
I'm sorry what?
Uh, pants size. Sorry.
Damn auto correct.
So how big are you?
Pants. And shirt.
Oh, um, thirty four long.
Ah, Dave.
We need to look our
best around here.
So we need exact
specifications for our uniforms.
It's no big deal.
I'll just take your
measurements on your shoulder.
And let me know if I make you
feel uncomfortable in any way.
Dave okay.
Mr. Kipper
Dave, you're so tense.
It's, uh, first day jitters.
I'm a little nervous.
Mr. Kipper
oh, no need for that.
Just think of me as
your friendly uncle.
So you're thirty four in slack.
No jeans? Because I can measure.
No, nope I'm good I got it yeah.
Okay. Alright then.
Oh. Cell phone.
You'll need to check
that in with me.
Come on, whip it out.
Come on get that out. Come on.
Thank you.
Mr. Kipper
there's nothing to worry about.
It's safe in here,
and no one can steal it.
See.
Oh and no one's gonna
look through it for any
sexting pictures you
may have left on it. Huh?
I, uh... Ha ha ha, come on.
Mr. Kipper oh, uh I need
you to go downstairs and
move a tool crib on aisle 12.
Get someone to help
you down there. Alight.
First assignment.
Go on... yeah.
Black Jack damn I think
the wheels are stuck.
Dave lift it.
Sh*t!
F***in' thing is heavy.
It's the heaviest
thing I've ever lifted.
F***!
Mr. Kipper
ummm... problem?
Kipper this thing's-
is slippery.
What's the matter?
F*** it. Man I'll
tell you bout it later.
Okay?
Jack, assistance on aisle 12.
This is your ship's
captain speaking.
Mr.
- ah, yeah.
Mr. Kipper
you take that end.
Dave if you get on
bottom, I'll be on top.
Mr. Kipper oh. Ah. Alright
somethin' funny is goin' on here.
Maybe we should
open that darn thing up.
What's the matter?
We'll see?
Theft perhaps.
What?
Mr. Kipper do any of you
know this gentleman?
Sir, are you okay?
I think he's dead, Mr. Kipper
Jack, could you please
gather everyone together
for an impromptu store
meeting. Thank you very much.
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