I slept naked and not in my underwear like I always do. I know, I fucked up. I am now sipping caviar and eating champagne and have betrayed the revolution.
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It’s okay, I farted in my bosses corner office twice
Once under my own volition and once more on your behalf
That’s ok. I wore a shirt last night like the labor aristocrat that I am.
We know
Mr. Softie even wanted nothing to do with me until I put some pants on, which I did when it got colder overnight and I woke up. FOLKS, it JUST turned summer and I already can’t stand it.
I feel you. It’s been lows in the 70s, highs in the upper 90s for us all week, and the extended forecast shows no end in sight. Just the occasional storm to keep up the ambient humidity!
Unbelievable
