Ah, we’re late again, so late. Work life at RMR starts to feel like Twitter these days. Not enough staff to keep the lights on, and we didn’t even fire anybody (yet). Because if we would, nobody would be left. So, the staff over here at the RMR office tower just slaves on in dogged resignation which leads to a smokin’ mountain of pent-up anger. So, there’s nothing better than some furious demolition delivered with some red-hot metal. And these are exactly the kind of meds everybody needs over here.

And down we plunged into the overheated review pipe to … [...] Click to raid more!