Hey nesters, my wife is working nights this my 4th weekend free. I know enough that my drinker's mind is plotting, it has got full victim attitude coming over the wall. It is plotting something for this weekend. I heard b4,"oh I hate my job" "man it is so boring" Blah blah blah.
Yesterday it talked me into drinking a 1/4 pounder and large fries. You know what I am saying? Please post a little help here.
I feel better knowing I have a place to come, but you know the other side does not play fair.
Here is to sooober Octooooober.
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