As time goes on you begin to realize just what the Hell you've gotten yourself into....I regret to inform you that I have officially lost the ability to feel my legs....
Saying some stuff to declutter my mind:
I hate it when I have to put a casket on a roller, but they won't allow me to help lift the body into the casket.
I hate how they say it might be too heavy but they don't allow you to even try to lift it.
W.A.P has now infested my brain and I think I'm going to die