Hey guess what. I don't know everything. Sarge says. Has he MET me?
He also says I have to arrange a group lunch next week for our new editor and I have to decide who rides with whom. See, no one wants to ride with Sarge and he knows that. Sarge throws me under the bus by making sure the cheese doesn't stand alone, so I'm throwing Only Boy Editor Left under the bus in turn. He rides with Sarge. FNG always gets screwed. The rest of us are riding in the fun car and talking about the people in the Sarge car.
Please. No more Halloween candy. Is it too much to ask for some green beans? Mmmm...vegetables.
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