Remember the squeaky contractor, a.k.a skinny-ass?

He's here! And boy does he reek of some awful strong smelling cologne. Help! i can't breathe! It's giving me a headache. Ouch~~

Yuck man! he's pollutin the air around me! And he's squeak-squeak squeaking away!

Damnation! Darnation! Tarnation!

Utter annoyance im feeling right now.

I cant get anything into my head with him squeaking away.

I wanna ask him to "SHUT THAT TRAP of Yours." But of coz, i shall not be rude. So im gonna just sit at the living and stare him down. Hopefully mr squaekity-squeak might get the hint.

He's just here to boss around. It isn't of much help. It's just him being very irksome.

Forget it. Im gonna go for a break. Tea time.