“Mona! C’mon, get outta here like this!”
“I’m working dammit — can’t you see.”
“You can’t sit at your desk wearing that tiara, butt naked.”
“Why? I do good work and I come in on time, you fucker.”
“It’s against the law! I’m calling the police!”
“Ahahahahaha! You fuckers always get your panties in a bunch. I’m a goddamned good worker who produces good work — I don’t fight coworkers and I always recycle.”
“You think this is a nudist colony?”
“No, do you? You think it’s prison — you think it’s a tribunal — you think it’s a dictatorship — you think it’s your own planet. Kiss my naked ass you sap-sucking son of a bitch!”
“Oh yeah?”
“You won’t do it because it ain’t in the protocol. That’s the one thing I hate about you, Fred!”
“Mona, for chrissakes people are coming, please put some clothes on!”
“Mo-naah, for chrissakes people are coming, please put some clothes on. Wah wah, waaahhh! I want my momma — I want my bobo — I want my caca — I want my pee pee — I want my doo doo!”
“You sicken me!”
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