Don't Tell My Wife I Assfucked the Babysitter 62011

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Mr. Stone:
[somewhat muffled talking on phone inside car] No. Listen, you work for me. You do what I tell you to do. [pause] No. [opens car door and exits still talking, though much clearer] No. No, we're not discussing this any longer. I told you, "Sell", and when I tell you to do something, you do it. Jesus Chri... Do you realize that every moment that I spend arguing with you about this I'm losing f***ing money. Not you, me, and I'm tired of losing money because of morons like you not doing what they're f***ing told. Now *sell*, dammit!