I’ve been on the road with the same guy for a month and we’re running out of stuff to talk about. PGP.

The constant fear of shitting the back of your dress shirt. PGP.

Everyone in the office becoming a Women’s World Cup expert over the weekend. PGP

Getting sunburned on your bald spot. PGP.

Google search: Has anyone ever died from a hangover? PGP

Still hungover.

Dress shirt + Sun burn = PGP.

Already looking forward to Labor Day weekend. PGP.

My 4th resulting in stitches on the 5th. PGP.

Not even pretending to work this morning. PGP

Telling the incredibly censored version of what you did over the 4th of July weekend.

Not having a three day weekend.