You know what I hate most about Fridays? The end of the work day means heading out to the bars with the co-workers (when you can’t get out of it, that is) and listening to that one guy from work who insists on singing every single song on the karaoke machine and wouldn’t let anyone else have their turn, because for some reason, he thinks he’s really good, and is trying to live out his rock and roll fantasy? Yeah, THAT GUY. I hate that guy. But you know what I don’t hate? More lingerie pictures of Aurelie Claudel. You’d have to be kind of retarded to hate this, wouldn’t you? So don’t be a retard, and love this.
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