Ahhh yes, the old “Too Drunk to Get Your Shoes Off” game. Been there many-a-time. I even once contemplated getting a pair of Drinking Shoes that were velcro.
And you know I’d KILL IT by criss-crossing the straps to make an X
Anyway, I digress. This text message was after a voicemail in which my man GP said he needed me to be his life coach.
Asking me to be your life coach is like asking a pedophile to babysit your kids.
Life Coach? For Sure Not.