Journey with me to the center of this fiery debate.

My co-workers and I have been discussing getting drunk since 8:00 this morning. Yep, it's been THAT kind of week.

1. Leave me a comment saying something random, like the lyrics from your current favorite song, or your favorite kind of sandwich. Something random. Whatever you like.
2. I'll respond by asking you five questions so I can get to know you better.
3. Update your journal with the answers to the questions.
4. Include this explanation in the post and offer to ask other people questions.

imogenedisease asked me these burning questions:

( marry/fuck/bff/kill, etc. )

Bandboys > work

YOU GUYS. YOU GUYS. I LOVE MY GAY CO-WORKER.

Me: *shows him this pic*
Him: Oh, I like that. Who are they?
Me: That's Panic! at the Disco.
Him: Oh, I've been to that party. Panic is when the Seagrams runs out.
Me: They're straight.
Him: Prove it. It's still homoerotic.
Me: *shows him this pic*
Him: Uh-huh.
Me: *shows him this pic* I love them.
Him: And they love each other, apparently.
Me: THEY DO.
Him: "You guys, why is there always one bed and one shower all the tiiiime? Someone call the concierge."
"Well, but, we don't want to make a fuss, c'mon. It'll be a tight fit, but we can manage, kay?"
"Oh, alright."
Me: *FUCKING DIES*