Friday

If we could relate the days of the week to family members they would come out like so. Monday would be your hung over cousin who has the brains of a monkey and talks with a really annoying voice. Whenever you get stuck in the same room with him you end up planning a way to remove them from the gene pool. Tuesday is the older, harder working brother of the twins. Wednesday is the weird middle child who is usually more mature than their age and takes after their parents in the most responsible manner. Thursday is the younger funner brother of the hard working twins. Friday, now Friday is your long lost distant cousin from down under who is a pyrotechnic by profession, a man who will gladly help you annoy your boss by nature, and a shear drunk in all means. Friday is when you usually meet for lunch, don't do work that requires a large amount of brain function, and execute plots against your boss that were thought up on Monday. When the boss isn't in, Friday is when true office heroics take place, like racing a wheelie chair down the halls, or flying paper plains.

TGIF

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