It's awesome that you can pound $2 pitchers of Pacifico with the boys. But beer guts aren’t sexy on them, either.
Congratulations; even though you’re a C student, out-of-shape, and uncoordinated, you’ve finally found something you excel at. That doesn’t mean the entire condo is a group of “p*****s” because they’re not down for a rousing game of 9am Flip Cup.
The Mid-Life Crisis Man
Somewhere, your ex-wife is laughing at your sad attempts to buy drinks for girls born during the Clinton administration.