Fake_Rockstar: What time will I change out of pajamas today? Taking bets now, Fake RockTwits! Fake TwitStars? Oh… I like that one… Fake TwitStars!

Fake_Rockstar: Fake TwitStars! I am now changing from pajamas to ripped jeans and a superman shirt! Whoever guessed 9:27wins a prize! A secret scary prize!

Fake_Rockstar: IRS says I defaulted on my payment plan. Went through year of bank statements that prove they are wrong, but somehow I still feel doomed.

Fake_Rockstar: Called for oil for the camp with one credit card, oil company charged another one that is now over limit. Karma: 2 FRS: 0

Fake_Rockstar: Just talked to my Dad on phone. Camp already ran out of oil, room temp at 35 degrees. Karma: 3 FRS: 0

Fake_Rockstar: Metro claims they paid me last Friday, but acct overdrawn as of this morning. Karma: 4 FRS: 0. Game, set match. 45 minutes until bar o’clock

Fake_Rockstar: Norman the big white husky just walked into my office, farted and walked out. Time to run into the streets screaming madly, me thinks.

Clearly, I need to Drink at Work more.

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