Letter Of Resignation
Dear Sir,
This will confirm my fucking resignation with your fucked up company. I have accepted a lucrative position with a company where being a bitch is not a job prerequisite for managerial skills.
I am looking forward to my new position and the challenges that await me, unlike when I worked with you assholes.
My last day of work will be when you realize I came in late last night and cleaned out my desk, including all the supplies requested and received last week.
Hopefully, your dumb ass can figure out all the shit I've left undone for the new team, as well as the ongoing projects I never completed.
Once the company figures out that you don't know a damn thing, they will not only fire my replacement, but your ass as well.
Please feel free not to say a damn thing to me should you see me on the street, unless you want your ass kicked.
My experience with this fucking company has been very unrewarding. I was only rewarded by your secretary. She is a good fucker. She screwed me on your desk when you were away. She told me that you screwed her every time she appealed for salary increment. She enjoyed sex with me but not with a corpse like you. In short, you are not only a fucker but a poor fucker. Anyway, I appreciate having had the opportunity to use you as a stepping stone to a better future.
I wish you and the organization not a fucking thing, bitch-ass motherfuckers.
Yours sincerely,
NNNNN
An 8 year old boy walks home from school each day past an 8-year-old
girl's house.
One day as he is passing by, carrying a football, he
can't resist taunting the girl.
He holds up the football and says,
"See this football? Football is a boys' game, and only boys can have
a football!"
The little girl runs into the house and cries to her
Mom, "I want a football!"
Being a woman of the 90's, her Mom runs
out and gets her one.
The next day the girl is waiting for the
little boy as he rides up on his bike, she holds up the football and
sings... "Nah Na Nah Nah".
The little boy angrily points to his bike
and says, "Oh yeah, well this is a boy's bike and only boys get
boys' bikes and you can't have one!"
She runs to her Mom and the
next day she waits for him on her new boy's bike.
The little boy gets furious and pulls down his pants, and pointing to his most
private of parts says,
"Look, only boys have these and your mom
can't buy you one!"
The next day he walks by and says to her, "Well,
I guess I showed you!"
to which she promptly pulls up her dress,
points to her parts and proclaims "My Mom tells me that as long as I
have one of these I can have as many of THOSE as I want!"
