10-26-2003, 04:50 PM
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Join Date: Nov 2002
Posts: 617
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"I told you, I am the new barmaid. Which part of that don't you understand, Mr. Thickie?? As for the dawg trainer, he was the one needed training. Maggie is in therapy because of him."
Pushing past the belligerent Brit, I put my things in the cloak room, calling over my shoulder. "You're stuck with me, bucko. Get used to it. I am on you like glue. And I fully expect that raise in pay that was promised when I was hired."
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