Thank God its Friday. The phrase uttered by the man who lives for the weekend, some one who wears the corporate slave uniform, the shirt and tie.
TGIF.A lay in on Saturday, needed after a habitual torrent of ale and spirits, needed after 5 days of unneccessary stress and anguish.
TGI Friday. – going home seems to be more fun! no doubt it will be sunny. your favourite song will enevitably be on the radio, you may sing to it on the way home.
TG its Friday – You have plans for the weekend, you’ve been thinking about them since monday so I guess they should be robust. Every precious hour should be used to its utmost potential, after all you only have 48 of the little things.
Thank God its F– Enjoy Sunday, don’t forget to do all the things you were meant to do all last week! take time to talk to the people you love afterall, you’ll be a tired d**khead next week and completely inaproachable.
Ode to Friday, let my normality exist for a minimum of 2 days. please!