The Smartass, The Time bomb

Keep running your fucking mouth, go ahead

Keep talking about what gets to you about me and what I've done in the past

And I'll just stand there, feet planted firmly into the ground, fists clenched

One Mississippi, two Mississippi

This is me at the door, and my boss at his desk. I can't seem to move and all he can talk about is my personal life.

My kids despising me, my wife leaving me, my dying mother ashamed of her baby boy

And all I can think is "You kissed corporate ass and climbed the ladder for this?

Three Mississippi, four Mississippi

I want to staple his eyelids open

Put his dick in a pencil sharpener

Hahaha

Fill his face with paper clips

Puncture asshole outlets in your body using a hole puncher

Hahahahaha

"And one more thing," he said. "Your taste in ties is horrible"

Five Mississippi

I sprinted across the room and struck him so hard; a little squeal came from his throat

He fell back from the swiveling office chair, kicking over his family photos

Ha

I was gone by the time security got there