These reports are utter trash. These numbers are all wrong. Somebody is going to get fired today... Hey, you! Yeah, you... in my office, now! So... our numbers are way down and I suspect it's you and your less than stellar job performance that is causing it. I see you sitting at your desk wasting time every day. I don't think you really value this job... I don't think you want to keep this job very bad... do you? Oh, you do? You *need* this job you say? Hmmm... let's see just how much you really do want to keep your job. I have a little assignment for you... let's just call it "overtime". See... I had the most delicious lunch today... a whole platter heaped full of enchiladas and refried beans. Oh it was absolutely incredible! But... it has really given me so much gas... and my gas is fucking awesome... it's special and it shall not be buzzed. You are going smell... inhale... and eat every single splattering enchilada fart that comes out of my ass for the next hour. If you do... you might just get to keep your job... maybe! My asshole gets a bit dirty with these splattering rippers so you'll probably be licking it clean a few times as well.