He. Mr. Marketer: get up whore! And market the products. Hurry up. We have deadlines to meet.
But sir, I am so tired, my sir.
Mr. Marketer: get up whore! Get up!
*On his phone he plays the sound of a whiplash*
Mr. Marketer: whore, get up! Get up! Get up! Get up!
Sir, I am sorry, sir. I am so …
Mr. Marketer: Whore? Whore? Someone call an ambulance this whore just passed out.
Assistant #1: sir you have to call a special ambulance for whores. It’s called the Whore Ambulance.
Mr. Marketer: Then call the Whore Ambulance then! What the hell are you waiting for?!