Inside sales at a small company you've never heard of. When I'm not on PGP, you can usually find me having a panic attack during a cold call or spilling coffee on my Tommy Bahama linen shirt. Sometimes I'm funny, but most of the time I'm just a dick.
Listening to John Mayer’s cover of I’m On Fire made me feel like I was cheating on The Boss. So now I’m rocking to my Springsteen Pandora, which definitely helps alleviate the Sunday Scaries. Atlantic City baby.
I get the feeling you’ve never actually been to New York or Jersey. And if you have, you probably never left the Times Square shops. Maybe write about stuff you actually know something about.
I mean, they’re not wrong. I’d certainly prefer spending time with someone like that than a stupid teenager who says shit like, “why do old phones have hashtags if Twitter wasn’t around then? What weirdos.”
Yeah not really sure what she thought was going to happen. You throw a sarcastic “Uh oh. Here comes trouble” at a group of men who probably served in ‘Nam and you’re guaranteed a good comeback.
Even though they’re not even Facebook official yet, her dad is already daydreaming that Todd will hurry up and propose so that he can stop financing his daughter’s ridiculous spending.
Lived in Asheville for a year. We used to call the local girls “wookies” because they never shaved. I credit Asheville for most of my hatred of hippies and hipsters.
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Listening to John Mayer’s cover of I’m On Fire made me feel like I was cheating on The Boss. So now I’m rocking to my Springsteen Pandora, which definitely helps alleviate the Sunday Scaries. Atlantic City baby.
Caffeine pills definitely made giving up the blow a lot easier.
I get the feeling you’ve never actually been to New York or Jersey. And if you have, you probably never left the Times Square shops. Maybe write about stuff you actually know something about.
This one gave me bad flashbacks.
You forgot strippers.
I mean, they’re not wrong. I’d certainly prefer spending time with someone like that than a stupid teenager who says shit like, “why do old phones have hashtags if Twitter wasn’t around then? What weirdos.”
You have a twin? THERE’S MORE OF YOU???
Zing. Got ‘er. By the way, when’s that mean comments video coming?
Yeah not really sure what she thought was going to happen. You throw a sarcastic “Uh oh. Here comes trouble” at a group of men who probably served in ‘Nam and you’re guaranteed a good comeback.
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I’m really hoping this turns into a PGP Writers’ Feud.
My six month old golden is better behaved than 99% of the children I’ve met in recent years.
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This is what happens when you don’t say “fore.” Seriously though fuck seagulls, they’re always in the way.
“Here I am, stuck in the middle cubicle with you.”
So when’s the wedding?
Can I get Jacki’s number?
Even though they’re not even Facebook official yet, her dad is already daydreaming that Todd will hurry up and propose so that he can stop financing his daughter’s ridiculous spending.
JayTas, the man we love to hate. Welcome back kiddo.
Lived in Asheville for a year. We used to call the local girls “wookies” because they never shaved. I credit Asheville for most of my hatred of hippies and hipsters.