It's me again, Jun Tristan your favorite janitor of Darkness. Management has come up with a brilliant idea. HAH! That's as likely as me going to confession or Madame Rachel giving me a ride. Have you ever noticed how big her hands and adam's apple are? Oh shit, she heard me.
Anyway, the boss thinks if we have shots that are under a thousand words then people will have just enough time to get a buzz. The cheap bastard didn't even put a full label on the bottle so if your tummy hurts afterwards bitch at him, not me.
Oh, damn. Madame Rachel has a bullwhip. Gotta go. Bye.