Monday growler

So here I am, bizzin' away at work, getting the weekly status, planning out the day to day activities, dealing with a couple of customer fires. The usual monotonous Monday activities which, while I can do them with my eyes closed, doesn't exactly do great things for speeding the day along. I happen to browse online and this is what I see. You know, Wifey, you really are a massive fucker. I mean that in the nicest of ways. I hope you crash into a tree and bleed over your navigation map.