Well, it's that time again, good people. Four bottles of Two Buck Chuck have been cracked here in the office, though somehow I got a receipt for $17 from the delivery guy, so either my math is wrong, or Two Buck is no longer two bucks. So as we drift off into the weekend, a time we take to recharge our batteries, re-invigorate our vigor, and try to avoid running into any cousins in the Champagne Room of the local strip joint, we bid you a temporary adieu.
But, the news is not all bleak, for upon sight of the ridiculously hot booty of Candice Swanepoel that the sextastic angel took to posting herself on Instagram, we have seen the future in those polished cheeks. Your future. And, we are predicting this will be one fucking wonderful respite for you as well. Over the next forty-eight hours, we foresee rampant deviant intimate contact, and, for some of you, even with a partner. This is good news that when combined with perhaps the single best weekend of NFL football all season, means you're going to do just fine without us.
Have a great weekend from all your friends at Egotastic!