(November 19, 2015 at 5:50 pm)TheRealJoeFish Wrote: Me immediately after I get home from work:
Me two minutes after I get home from work:
Hahaha! You're like my dad: he would go into work in his three-piece suit everyday, and the second he got home, he'd go change into a holy t-shirt and ratty boxers.
Meanwhile, my mom would be making his martini on the rocks. The sound of clinking ice against the glass while he stirred it with his index finger along with sounds of sports or the stock market and his loud swearing wafted from the living room every evening as he waited for dinner to be put on the table at 6:30.
Well... you're probably not exactly like my dad...
Nolite te bastardes carborundorum.