WTF Is PC Load Letter?

God forbid I ever end up punching a time card, sitting in a cork board walled cubicle, and talking shit 'round the old coffee pot/water cooler. BUT if i ever do find myself in that mundane work environment you can rest assured i'll be pissing my nights away hitting happy hours galore in a douchebag bar that likes to refer to itself as a 'club'. However, stumbling into said bar wouldn't be possible without a few beers under my belt before the clock ticks to 'I'm-fucking-outta-here o'clock'. Those mouth watering cold beverages will be gently nestled under my desk in my handy dandy mini fridge. And when I take one out I wont have to go very far to find my bottle opener....Why, you ask? Because my motherfuckin bottle opener is gonna be on my tie yo!

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