You remember your boss telling you to clean the restroom before you left today and that if you didn't he'd hire someone else. "Oh god... this is gonna be fun." You say sarcasticly as you step out from the behind the counter, leaving a "back in 5 minutes" sign in case a customer does show up. "That damn place is probably a biohazard by now..." You grumble as you insert the key into the lock and open the door to the smelly hell that awaited you inside. The entrance had not been opened an inch before a cloud of toxic air assaulted your unprotected nostrils. "Oh sweet baby Jesus on a unicycle! My nose!" You groan as you slam the door shut and puke a little bit onto the ground. You needed this job, but the task at hand was far too much for one man alone to handle by himself. What you need now is something to take the edge off...
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