Tonite was the night I felt this kid's adams apple under my palm as I threw his ass into the street and it grossed me out. He had just faked a swing on me and I swear dont fake it unless you gonna throw it thats all there is and as i felt his puny little neck in my palm and then saw him fly I just thought to myself. I gotta quit being a bouncer. I need a real gig. I need to have health insurence. I need to feel the confidenece of a decent pay check. Anybody hire'in?
I hate babysitting you drunk ass people.
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