Brian and Ed breakdown the NBA playoffs and people in need of shaming, and FanceeSauce joins the guys for another installment of FanceePop. Check it.
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Here’s who needs a fucking shaming. That Guy who hustles up to the elevator bank and jams the “UP” button a nanosecond before the doors close, causing everyone on that elevator to twiddle their goddamn thumbs for another 30 seconds because he’s so worried about his Corner Bakery soup getting too cold before he gets back to his desk. How about you eat a bowl of dicks instead of your soup, That Guy.
A relative of That Guy is That Nice (?) Guy. You know him. He’s the one who’s already in the elevator car and spots you heading towards the elevator bank from 500 feet away. Inevitably, he makes a big show for holding the door open for you. Now you have to half-jog to the elevator, sloshing hot coffee onto your hands – and usually down the front of your shirt – in the process. And then on top of it all you have to act uber-grateful and thank That Nice (?) Guy for saving you 5 seconds of time when in reality all he’s doing is garnering you $5.50 in extra dry cleaning bills.
That Guy, please share some of your bowl of dicks with That Nice (?) Guy.
Here’s who needs a fucking shaming. That Guy who hustles up to the elevator bank and jams the “UP” button a nanosecond before the doors close, causing everyone on that elevator to twiddle their goddamn thumbs for another 30 seconds because he’s so worried about his Corner Bakery soup getting too cold before he gets back to his desk. How about you eat a bowl of dicks instead of your soup, That Guy.
A relative of That Guy is That Nice (?) Guy. You know him. He’s the one who’s already in the elevator car and spots you heading towards the elevator bank from 500 feet away. Inevitably, he makes a big show for holding the door open for you. Now you have to half-jog to the elevator, sloshing hot coffee onto your hands – and usually down the front of your shirt – in the process. And then on top of it all you have to act uber-grateful and thank That Nice (?) Guy for saving you 5 seconds of time when in reality all he’s doing is garnering you $5.50 in extra dry cleaning bills.
That Guy, please share some of your bowl of dicks with That Nice (?) Guy.