No Plagiarism!ZxaCfNCcEmOmhny2UIOKposted on PＥNAＮＡ Brett creaked the door to his Lamborghini open. His breathe creates a fog on the cold, crisp morning air. The parking lot was barren of people unusual for the morning. Normally it was full of production workers talking distainedfully of the start of the work day. Brett took a swig out of his hip flask. "Seven o-clock..." He mumbled. Time for his morning bowel emptying. His diet of gas station burritos, whiskey, and beer had destroyed his intestinal tract. 

As he walked past the break room he saw it was packed.  Everyone was jammed around the television watching the news. Brett didn't join seeing as he hated the news. Never any useful information, always stories about dog pagents and who the US was bombing this week. He much perfered the entertainment of sitcoms. His favorite was Friends, he continued  his way to the restroom whistling the theme song...8964 copyright protection181ＰＥＮＡＮＡJWBJw0sIWT 維尼

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