He’s whispering ‘Hakuna Matata’ into the radio headset

That’s the face of twenty broken spirits

“Witness the glory of this file”

“I was promised a carrot”

I’ll bring the hula hoops and the Ibuprofen

Circling back to hit you with facts

I wooden stay another minute

Just another day in consultsea

Does it look like I have eight arms?

the most dramatic “out of office”

When you have a 9:00 AM meeting in Verdansk

My survival instinct is staying at home

I bet the coffee machine has seen some things

I’ve reached my limit of being “found” this week

Hire me for my silence

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