Two ladies just showed up with my fucking purse. It was in the fucking street. I'm a train wreck. As a financial advisor, this shouldn't happen. I should be an adult.
I have bruises all over my body. Seriously, I'm a train wreck. I'm too damn old for hangovers like this.
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So, you are a train wreck?
We heard you the first time. We heard you the first time. Seriously.
Not so much funny as sad.
That's what happens when you run into a guy named Travis in a mosh pit in A/C 817.
You must work for Edward Jones. That describes the 3 people I know that work there!!!