Two Bloody Marys at Friday lunch makes for a very happy but EXTREMELY unproductive A in the afternoon. I am so tempted to take up the offer made by my colleague who also happens to be on his notice period to head to the pub...but it turns out I'm (marginally) rule-abiding and shit. LAME.
From all of this you should be reading that I've got nothing for ya. A little bit drunk and completely incapable of providing light entertainment, that's where I'm at.
Instead, I give you a story of peeing in a cup. You can thank me (and Katie) later.
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