clouds on a bike ride fast like the wind

i've decided to translate things that people say at work:

Lenard:
"see this display? i spent 2 hours setting this up"
Translation:
"i've got no life outside of this job, and nobody loves me"

Lenard:
"you're doing good! good man!"
Translation:
"The manager is there, but i actually hate you"

Mikey:
"look at all these bugs on this jar!"
Translation:
"i'm really high, and imagining things"

i don't get why, but both lenard, and joe have compared setting up the wet case to getting laid. it's pretty awkward. speaking of them (this isn't really too related) they both have those sick knives for cutting veggies and stuff, and i found out today that if i want one then they're going to take it out of my paycheck. it's only $5, but it's still money that i've gotta spend on them. and of course today Justin was a dumbass, and he decided to steal Lenard's knife, not expecting him to notice that something he spent money on was missing. retard.

this morning i was not thinking too good. i'm trying to find reason in my thoughts, but i can't. i was thinking "if quit now, i could tell my dad that i will eventually get another job, and then i can dye my hair green and be happy". of course now that i'm not stupid i see how awful a plan that was. if i quit my dad would be pissed, i'd never get another job, and i'd be complained to constantly for dying my hair.

i dun nao

i never tried that
i never tried that
i never tried that
but i know i don't like it

keep it ninja 'til the cows come home