For the second week in a row, a Saturday (foreshadowing) One-Shot has arrived late* because I was busy drinking. Let it not be said that our stereotype quotient isn't met.
Pet-Peeve of the Moment:
Someone tells somebody else why something, anything can't happen. The recipient of this information responds "it's ok; don't worry!" excitedly/sarcastically (usually, whilst snickering like a tool) as though the bearer of said news (usually, me) is on the point of complete breakdown. Don't flatter yourself, toolbag. I'm just the messenger and you matter about as much to me as lyrics matter to the Saturdays (payoff?)
* Sorry about that, by the way.
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