Casa Revisited: At Bottom Line

Posted on January 19, 2024 • By Ward

Riley has arrived at the Casa in an attempt to set things straight. After a less than encouraging sampling of the cuisine, Riley confronts manager Aiden about the Casa's shoddy finances and bookkeeping, or in many cases lack thereof.

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Fastifex February 14, 2024 at 3:38 pm

After an utterly unsatisfactory meal and an all too short talk with Diego, restaurant investor Riley decrees the Casa Montana has to be ‘run by the book’ stat, starting with bookkeeping, but(t) instead of working out how things must actually be run, seems to expect everything will magically fall into place by martyring management’s meekly mounted male mounds mercilessly, hoping they shall seek to save their abject arses additional agony by applying attributes to adjuncts’ anal areas as amply and agonizingly, and so down like military hierarchy, without realizing part of the place’s plenty of problems is no pyramid to properly pass painful posterior punishments for pertinent parts in punishable plots.
Instead of properly listening to Diego, to learn all about the actual problems and plentiful <span>possible </span>progress in preparation and presentation, rotten Riley just bluntly, bountifully blames, bares and beats the ‘bad brat bosses’, beginning by the badly bumbling kitchen manager, who as headless humble-hound-hinies-hiding-happy head-chef hardly heading-anywhere happens to deserve daunting ‘double’ doses of doleful defrocked derriere discipline definitely, only no right rotten rascal rear red-raw-rendering rod-rage renders the restaurant real results without wise plan and targets (other than trousers-down trembling teen-thrall-tails) to tackle with a completely culinary code of conduct to compelt curs to by comprehensive clothless-cook-cur-cones-crimson-castigating corporal correction.
Diego can only watch, well-knowing he’s waiting for his own, way-undeserved, upcoming utterly-upended tush-turned-up trouserless-tail-torture turn, well-enough used to wailing when wickedly-well whooped, even wriggling worm-wise, which he can cope with when well-deserved, well-meant or ‘working wonders’ as he was hand-handed-handled at home, the hard way to learn lasting life-lessons, which worked seeing him graduate as respectful, helpful, responsible knave and potential prime personnel, unlike this senseless, actually asinine alibi-arse-abuse which won’t educate or motivate, just chasing good staff and probably causing more klutzing due to aching arses acting-up on muscle-control.
He’s too smart to think he can talk-over this thoughtless tail-tormenting thickhead-tyrant-threat, too well-raised to think of backtalk or disobedience, yet rapidly realizes it’s up to him, as study-smart squirt, to stop the stupid sadist style, somehow, so as to start something sensible, spanking suitably to seek serious steps-up to a smart ‘sore-seated study’ scheme. Surely, a senselessly sadistically-scarlet-sizzling-spanked stern shall soon stir the smart student to stop sobbing and start shrewdly scheming to stop the stupid sadism on staff. 

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