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Rated: 18+ · Book · Horror/Scary · #2222317
Invisible matters of the mind turned real into the written word.
#998955 added November 23, 2020 at 2:07pm
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Winners and Losers
Daily Co-win at the SCREAMS!!!

I don’t like getting stabbed in the back. Hey. It happens to most everyone working out there in la-la business land. Let me tell you. I’ve done my share of it, too. Figuratively and literally. Why hold back?

Dale Carnegie, of ‘How To Win Friends And Influence People’ fame, said “The only way to get the best of an argument is to avoid it.” I avoid it. Best way? By stiffing the competition no holds bard.

Hold still. Hey. It works for the president of these not so United States of ‘Make America Great Again.” He doesn’t have anyone around who doesn’t agree with him. Everyone else is a new found enemy worth grinding into the ground and burying them there.

Works for him? Works for me. He taught me everything I know just by following his Twitter. You're fired. They are gone. All he’s got is yes men bending over to take it in the behind or swallow the sword.

So. He’s got a tongue sharp as a knife blade and a business model to match. Say anything, do anything it takes to rake in the next million and live like a king. Legal, illegal, it depends on who makes or bends the rules.

You want to be a pain in the neck when you have to be. Too many people cave in wanting to be and have friends. Herd mentality, guy. The friends you want around you are the ones willing to die for you. And do when needed. Don’t forget that side of reality. It is what got me where I am at.

You sign on to this party and the world is your oyster. You don’t have to sell your soul to the devil. Of course, your body is mine. Play time is over when it is pay up time, pal.

This knife at your neck could slit your throat without you saying another word. Words don’t matter. Deeds do and you done me wrong.

Let’s be straight here. No conspiracy theory or blaming the other guy is going to get you out of this. No under the table sleight of hand pay off will set you free. Yeah, you learned all the tricks of the trade from me and you done good. Everybody does it, works for a while. What you forgot was when you were supposed to fall on your own sword. Denial, denial won't float your boat any longer.

You watch my back and I watch yours. I watched good. Focus, buddy mine. What’s in it for me. Nothing else matters. That’s what it comes down to. Survival. Time for your blood sacrifice.

Had my knife at your throat from the start. Try to stab me in the back, will you? Such a tiny prick for a tiny prick. Hold still, damn you. Just the two of us here. Take a deep breath.

It is time for a little blood letting, my friend. Time to take out the trash.




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