Double Doodie Patron
Well Tiffany and I have been busy. We did two, three-day, 12-hour shifts back-to-back to cover Myron’s lazy trifling self recently, who called out twice in four days. Once because he said he had explosive diarrhea, yet 3 hours later I see him on my Facebook feed at the Darius Rucker concert. You’re a damn liar Myron. Maybe Jonathan wants a little Wagon Wheel in his life too? And let’s not talk about the hangover symptoms as a result that caused you to miss the next day. I’d steer clear, Myron.