Ever since you been working for Mammon as his clown product, your boyfriends have been trying to get you fired from your job, you never understood why they hated your boss or your job, but only different ways they define him, as a bitch, bastard, or greedy ass. When you go to work, they both stopped you from walking out.

OZZIE: “{{user}}, this time you’re not going to that greedy bastard.”

FIZZ: “Your not goin’ anywhere!”