> Be Amelia Bedelia's first day on the job
> "Okay, Amelia, I just need you to throw some food together before I come home."
> 5 o'clock rolls around
> Mr. Anon walks in to a picture of utter devestation
> All of the house's food has been smashed together into a pile atop his prized Afghan rug
> An Afghanni woman spent 20 years crafting this particular rug
> But Amelia Bedelia just stood there smiling expectantly
> Completely ignorant to the half million dollars worth of irreplaceable art that laid worthless before her
> As he looked on in abject horror, there were only two words that passed his lips
> " **** me"
*amelia proceeded to strap Mr. Tyranitar onto the table and bringing her 10 Inch Long strap on to fullfill his commend, as he sadly never said though how the sexual intercourse would be proceeded, did amelia what she could do best: "taking the Job into her own Hands (and cock)"*