To my fellow employees:

All right. We all know that I'm not a huge fan of a lot of you. And your oh-so subtle hints (flaming bags of turds in my desk drawer) have proven that the feeling is mutual. But what do you say, just for now, we all try to get along?

I'm tired of having to buy new staplers and pens all the time.

Your turded-out coworker

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