The holiday weekend is over. If you're back at work right now, I'm sorry. If you have a sun burn as bad as the shit on my shoulders, then fuck you, put on sunscreen next time. I think with enough coffee I should be able to get my thoughts away from jumping out the window to my immediate right and towards putting up some FBomb content.
On the bright side, you can spend all day today looking at photos of yourself on facebook that captured all the cool stuff you did this weekend like: holding up beers, smiling, throwing up peace signs, making a tough face on the beach, flexing, pretending like you're not flexing, gazing off in to the distance, and pointing. If you're a girl, you can see how you spent the weekend putting your hands on your hips and tilting your head back, or how you sat with a group at a dinner table, or you can reminisce about the time you and your friends simultaneously cheers'd your cosmos! Oh the fun times we all had, caught so candidly...
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