Talking about corporate the way I used to talk about Nationals in college. PGP.
Sitting in your cubicle, questioning why you didn’t get piss ass drunk on more random Tuesdays in college. PGP.
Living paycheck-to-paycheck at your parents’ house. PGP.
My wife is my best friend. PGP.
If you watch one YouTube video today, make it this one. You haven’t lived until you’ve heard “Buy U A Drank” as a ballad.
Their marriage is off to a stumbling start.
My office is colder than how I feel inside. PGP.
Went through 30 pages of PGPs. Still not time to go home. PGP.
“Mom! Dad’s gonna die!” – prophetic son
Well, this is going to make lunch tomorrow awkward.
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