[Pictured: latergram from an especially rank bathroom in RVA after a margarita. Obviously.]
There are a lot of things I don’t know, but I’ll tell you one thing I do know: dick and fart jokes are great.
I was in a relatively stellar mood on my way into a meeting recently when the familiar sedative cloud of corporate lingo slowed me to an Artax-like crawl. Things were looking bleak, until a well-spoken gentleman across from me who was describing something important over steepled fingers said all of the following, repeatedly, in under a minute:
“Our pre-comm,”
“I’ve got some seed mail right here,”
“We’re getting great penetration.”
And that, kids, is WORTH LIVING FOR.
-C.
[Deets for the cheap seats: Rails plaid buttondown + Rag & Bone The Cutoff Shorts + Dannijo bag.]
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