The eunuch accountant tries to bar the door. “Your ten o’clock, Sir! Corporate raiders with a hostile takeover!”
Boss Ceo rose, loading a precious bullet and eyeing his director gang. “It’s boom or bust time now, me droogs!”
The fray began.
Mondays are murder.
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