Take a bullet for that bitch,you’d have to be crazy!
“Take a bullet for that bitch, you’d have to be crazy!”
I don’t know about you, but I’d be ducking, or repositioning the bitch so she takes the round in a really good area of her body!
No amount of paid recompence and medical benefits would ever be enough as far as I am concerned.
I would quit the job and transfer the skill I had grown into a lucrative speaking gig talking about how the maniacal whackjob was enthusiastically working behind the scenes (and with the media support of it all) to transform everything and anything to personal compensation and grotesquely huge monetary gains for her at the cost of everything this once-great nation once held dear.
And I’d break her glasses on the way out.
Bullets start to fly—ideal moment to quit the SS.