“Why can’t people pick up their dog’s poop?”
Oh, wait, there’s no “h” in your wine?
“Why can’t people pick up their dog’s poop?”
Oh, wait, there’s no “h” in your wine?
Are you a professional sneaker?
Since when are footwear the signifier of professionalism?
Are you seeking condolences?
Isn’t wenk just the best roll?
Have you ever seen how casually the really big bosses dress in some companies? I guess that’s what happens when you have nothing to prove, right?
Aren’t boys the worst?
Aren’t people the worst, some of whom happen to be male?
Wouldn’t that be nice? Think I’d finally get the number of that girl with the Uzi?
If there’s any signifier of professionalism, can we just assume I don’t do it?
I’m pretty sure my original comment still stands, no?
Also, @japhroaig, have you considered not going in on Monday and making them come over and pick you up?
Zat like Tizer?
Should I wear spats? Perhaps a monocle?
…wait, cinnamon?
I’m not sure what the closest equivalent to Big Red would be, but a red cream soda might be close, I think?
And holy crap, who put the price of Tizer up by so much? Wasn’t it, like, 15p or so last time I bought some?
While we’re on the subject of Brit sodas, can you still buy Lucozade in Boots?
But doesn’t it just feel damn good to dress nice? Like, as a dude, isn’t it fun to shop for a new tie or pocket square? Or arguing about the qualities of different types of pick stitching?
Are those ever inappropriate?
Five buttuns!? FIVE???