Oh what tangled webs we weave. I have been quite outspoken about douchebaggery and guys that drink jagaer bombs and pop their collars. Yet, last night while hanging out with my new work crew I found myself drinking not one but three jagaer bombs. It was followed by an Irish car bomb and then topped off with soco lime shots.
So there ya have it, I’m a douche and tonight I’m gonna pop my collar and gel my hair. You have my deepest apologies.