I was at work when I announced that Charlie Kirk was dead, everyone stood up and cheered, my boss (wiping his tears of happiness away) presented me with a Powerade bottle full of this own piss and asked me to spread it all over Charlie’s grave for him. Then the CEO showed up and gave us all the rest of the day off (paid) and then even took us out to femboy hooters afterwards, which was running a special “Charlie Kirk” happy hour. America is truly healing.
I was at work when I announced that Charlie Kirk was dead, everyone stood up and cheered, my boss (wiping his tears of happiness away) presented me with a Powerade bottle full of this own piss and asked me to spread it all over Charlie’s grave for him. Then the CEO showed up and gave us all the rest of the day off (paid) and then even took us out to femboy hooters afterwards, which was running a special “Charlie Kirk” happy hour. America is truly healing.
Glad I’m not the only one who keeps a Powerade bottle full of my own piss around for special occasions.