Mr. Fliegenhammer came after me yesterday. An American who does not understand my sense of humor. I thought I was funny and he thought I was wining. Heaven help us. I work in a cheese factory and he is the boss of the cheese factory. I have worked in this cheese factory for nine months now. Up until yesterday it was pleasant. Sometimes it gets smelly. Not sure what "derailed" Mr. Fliegenhammer yesterday. Mrs. Fliegenhammer? Uncle Chucky? His many wayward children? Who knows. Obviously I came around at the wrong time. The nice part with this job is that it is transferable and I can leave any time.
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