Look at this guy.
Hung over as shit on Monday.
His boss called in, now he has to run the morning team meeting.
It's gonna blow.
Sure, he went out and partied on a school night, but just look at him now.
Half alive, reeking of taco bell, cheap beer, and you suspect that faint smell on his jacket might be marijauna smoke.
Remember, all of these smells are coming through an overpowering amount of axe body spary that was applied in a desperate fashion.
Yet, here he is.
Doing the damn thing.
You can do it too.
Whatever it is.
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