Sometimes you fuck up and eat too much dinner and then drink half a pitcher of rum punch in a restaurant that cranks the heat so you'll think your on holidays in Cabo or some shit.
And sometimes its a Monday when this happens.
Then when you come home to a dog who is sporting a new hair cut thanks to you and your roomate is blasting the The Stones you are stoked.
Even if Kurtis did take the Lord Of The Rings you were planning to watch when you got home.
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