An Interview with Sean Genis
We recently took the time to sit down with Second Regimental Commander Sean Genis to talk about some of his recent "controversial" moves.
NF: So dickhead, what's this I hear about you giving everybody exactly one week to get everything in regulation before you start frying people?
SG: Well, it's quite simple. If your company doesn't have everything up to..
NF: Shut the fuck up.
SG: What?
Navy Fork staffer slaps Midshipman Genis
NF: I said shut the fuck up.
SG: Oh my god, I'm bleeding.
NF: Shut your mouth and answer my questions. Who do you think you are?
SG: I'm Sean Genis.. I'm a midshipman commander.
NF: What did you say?
SG: Midshipman commander?
Sean Genis slapped again
NF: What kind of underwear are you wearing?
SG: Gap boxers?
NF: Let me see them.
SG: No! What the hell is this?
NF: Fine, I don't even really want to see them. Do you like horses?
SG: I guess so.
NF: Me too. Anyway, so everyone thinks you're on a power trip and I was sent here to straighten you out.
SG: But I'm a midshipman commander. I drive a Dodge Stratus..
NF: Look Sean, I'm gonna be real real with you. I am about this close to raping you, and if you don't stop threatening to fry people, I AM GOING TO ENTER YOU.
SG: You're sick. And possibly homosexual.
NF: I wear Jockeys.
SG: Huh?
Navy Fork staffer slaps Sean againa and rips out part of his scalp.
SG: Holy shit! aahhhrrgghh! Sweet Oscar Mayer weiner that hurts!
NF: Don't tell anybody about our little meeting here. And stop frying people or somebody gonna get a hurt real bad...somebody. I'm not gonna say who, but somebody.
SG: Owwwwwww
-No Joes were hurt in the making of this interview. Actually, that's a bald faced lie. Gotcha bitches!
NF: So dickhead, what's this I hear about you giving everybody exactly one week to get everything in regulation before you start frying people?
SG: Well, it's quite simple. If your company doesn't have everything up to..
NF: Shut the fuck up.
SG: What?
Navy Fork staffer slaps Midshipman Genis
NF: I said shut the fuck up.
SG: Oh my god, I'm bleeding.
NF: Shut your mouth and answer my questions. Who do you think you are?
SG: I'm Sean Genis.. I'm a midshipman commander.
NF: What did you say?
SG: Midshipman commander?
Sean Genis slapped again
NF: What kind of underwear are you wearing?
SG: Gap boxers?
NF: Let me see them.
SG: No! What the hell is this?
NF: Fine, I don't even really want to see them. Do you like horses?
SG: I guess so.
NF: Me too. Anyway, so everyone thinks you're on a power trip and I was sent here to straighten you out.
SG: But I'm a midshipman commander. I drive a Dodge Stratus..
NF: Look Sean, I'm gonna be real real with you. I am about this close to raping you, and if you don't stop threatening to fry people, I AM GOING TO ENTER YOU.
SG: You're sick. And possibly homosexual.
NF: I wear Jockeys.
SG: Huh?
Navy Fork staffer slaps Sean againa and rips out part of his scalp.
SG: Holy shit! aahhhrrgghh! Sweet Oscar Mayer weiner that hurts!
NF: Don't tell anybody about our little meeting here. And stop frying people or somebody gonna get a hurt real bad...somebody. I'm not gonna say who, but somebody.
SG: Owwwwwww
-No Joes were hurt in the making of this interview. Actually, that's a bald faced lie. Gotcha bitches!
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