Chances are, like most folk, you work standing up. you’re hitting the last hour mark at work and then a certain appendage decides to completely fuck with you and make this last hour a trial by fire.
You shift your weight onto one leg when you realize something is wrong 
your ball sack scrotum attached itself to the inside of your thigh like it was a long lost friend and proceeds to NEVER LET GO

So you’re like, alright, i can do this

and you start doing these weird fucking maneuvers at your desk, counter, or whatever the hell you work at trying to get the fucker to remove itself from your leg

of course even if you get it to come off, it just sticks right back on and now people are either looking at you funny or you’re loosing your cool

somehow you devise a way to get to the bathroom, and it looks a little something like this..


you did it. success is yours.


the everyday life story most of you had no idea happened.
Mon, 17th June • 3 notes







