It’s raining outside, I’m out of my corporatte casual uniform and into a pair of sweats, a fleece pullover and to top it off a pair of Guinnes fuzzy slippers. Relaxing on the couch, maybe some Miles Davis or Thelonious Monk on the stereo. This is easy livin’!
Lay off cannabis. It produces all these hormonal feelings.
Corporate casual uniform indeed.
And who the hell ever heard of Guinness being a pair of slippers? Huh? Answer me!