I mean, this choreography is just outrageous. I’ve never seen anything quite like it. Happy Monday?
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making poor life choices since 1986…
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This is how I feel every Monday morning
me against the world. oh here go hell come.
Hope everyone is ready to tackle this day. Except Elizadeath, she’s got a hell week to tackle. Best of luck bloggie!
It’s I Don’t Care Friday
Hey guess what everyone, its Friday! Put your work down, pick up a beer, roll a blunt if you want, I don’t give a sh. Today it doesn’t matter because it’s “I Don’t Care Friday”. Save those TPS reports for Monday. Enjoy the day, enjoy your weekend, and DON’T think about Monday.
Shout out to Ka$h Munz for the video
Serious case of the Mondays
Is this week over yet?
MMango: Okay, where did you find this video of me? I specifically said no Home Videos on here!
Elizadeath: Are you hinting at the return of Fat Matt with that comment? Cause I would love nothing more than a rendition of “I’m Fat” sans a pillow stuffed under your shirt. Please say yes!
Bring it on, Monday.
So I’m pretty sure it’s safe to say I had one of the most bizarre/potentially the worst weekend ever.
Here’s a quick recap of what happened:
- Had my life flash before my eyes Friday morning when a loud alarm went off in our building (I work in a terrorist target aka the empire state building). The loud beeping was followed up by a “this is a false alarm” message but I was shitting bricks for a good 30 seconds.
- Had to give my number to a gaped-tooth bald man Friday night.
- Went to a Jersey Shore-themed party in NJ where I got the stank eye from some Dungeons & Dragons douche bag who was none too pleased with my distraction techniques during beer pong.
- Left said Jersey Shore party at 12:15AM so I could not get stuck in traffic on the George Washington Bridge the next day and ended up having my tire blow the fuck out on me.
- Had a cop pull up behind my disabled vehicle on the NJ Turnpike where he interrogated me, asked me what was going on with my car and then proceeded to tell me he was looking for another 1995 aubergine Volvo with NH plates.
- Waited 2.5 hours for AAA to come and change my busted tire and in that time I had a NYC cab pull over aka come to a complete stop in the right-hand lane to ask me how to get to NYC. He was shocked when I said he just had to go straight and the signs would be very clear. I’m also 98% positive I ruined a poor AAA telephone operator’s morning when I ripped him a new asshole for putting me on the bottom of the priority list.
So I’m looking forward to today…it can only go up from here, right?
P.S. This is one of the images that showed up when I Googled “worst weekend ever.”
