Lawyer Boss Mistakenly Texts His Associate Named Sarah "hopes Sarah has her tits out" and "one day I'm just gonna have to fuck her"

Well well well how the turntables have turned.

Drag his ass, Sarah. I CANNOT imagine being this dude. Your entire world is crashing down around you. Your job. Your reputation. Your marriage. All because you can’t stop being horny at work and thinking about people dumping their tits out on top of law books. Sad state of affairs for the hazardously horny.

Each time you try to call, the feeling gets worse. You scream as loudly as you can in your brain knowing that everything is about to change. You call. Nothing. You get your associates to call. Nothing. It is in that moment that you are fucked and you know that you are not getting fucked. You hate to see it.

Meanwhile, ole Sarah is having another beer, watching the VMAs, and will be listening to Chicks in the Office on the way to her new lawyering job while you pick up the pieces of your horny life. Friday energy, indeed.

Fitting that this string of tweets happens on #NationalDogDay, too.

My favorite piece of this is that she knows what the reaction will be from the nasty little worms so she Papa Doc’s them. She’s a lawyer and doesn’t need money. And at that moment, me and the rest of the squad pile in the back of our pickup trucks and dance to the musical rendition of her tweets. Probably has a Beyonce feel if I’m being honest.

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