Bad Timing

Four times I've gone into the bathroom to try and use my favorite toilet, and four times someone was either sitting on it, or there was olfactory evidence that someone had recently sat on it. Son of a bitch.

Anyway, happy hour is upon us, and as always, the chance for karaoke exists. I am changing my status to "always taking requests", and we'll use my college roommate Danny's rules: It has to be from the '80s, and it has to be sung at least an octave higher than necessary. So far, the frontrunner is "Your Love" by The Outfield.

If your job sucks, you might quit and do what this guy is doing.

And I thought this number would've been a lot higher.