Have you ever met "that guy"? You know the type. The guy that would voluntarily miss the Super Bowl party because his girlfriend wants to watch "Chocolat". The guy that pops his collar in a Midwestern town bar. The guy that fake bakes. The guy that every guy loves to hate. The guy that walks into a bar, and you and your friends ruthlessly lay into him about his bug-eye sunglasses and v-neck pink sweater.
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Don't be that guy...nuff said...douche.
And this one is not a subject to laugh about or discuss....What I wrote is TRUTH pure and simple...no need for elaboration or explanation or any other "ation