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Originally Posted by Mywifes335
Love 4-day weekends. One of the best inventions EVER. Infinitely better than a 3-day weekend.
You're fucking lucky. In my Wall Street days, I used to come home smashed at least once a week, drink twice or more - entertaining clients. Every time I passed out in the bathroom my wife would just leave me there and be disgusted. She wouldn't even wake me up to get me to bed.
She would make sure I got up at 545am so I wouldn't be late for work (7-730am) though.
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jeeeeeez that is freaking rough. I would actually die.
My co workers were making fun of my shoes as soon as I got there, and haley bitched them out--I was like thats my girl, she's ride or die.
My shoes arent even freakin bad, they just dont have style. Theyre air maxes for god sake!