Business Call

“I can’t understand a fuckin’ word you’re saying, boy! Stop fuckin’ crying or I’m gonna hang up. Now what’s so goddamn important you had to call me at work? Why’s there no money in your bank account? Cause it’s my money now, that’s why! Yeah, I drained the entire fucking thing… transferred the last of it the other night. Hey, you were the needy faggot who gave me the info. Begging to serve me, like some little bitch. Guess you shoulda had some self control, but it’s too late now. Yeah, I got your Amex too, all them cards, boy. You oughta see the shit I had shipped to my place. Only problem is now they’re maxed out. I didn’t know it was possible either, and it pisses me off! I thought some big shot like you would have unlimited funds, but I guess the well’s running dry. I don’t know what you’re gonna do boy, but I do know you’re gonna keep making me happy. So what! Take the bus like anyone else would do. I don’t care what people will say. I think it’s fucking funny, a goddamn executive rolling up to the the office in a city bus… fucking pathetic. You’re the one who offered me the keys and told me to take it. That S550 sure looks strange parked in the mud down here at the site, boy. All the guys wanna take it for a spin. Awww, crying again, faggot! I’m about to hang up! What’s that, tonight? Yeah, I’ll be over tonight, boy. I think we have some more paperwork to sign. I’ve always wanted a condo here in the city, and I think yours might be available soon. God, you beg like a fuckin’ bitch! Yeah, if you make me happy, you just might get to taste my cock tonight, boy. Now get the fuck back to work, you got a big down payment coming due soon!”