It's my Friday after-work ritual consisting of kicking off my heels, putting on my favorite comfy football sweatpants, cracking a beer (or wine, depending on my week) and doing a mini dance from my kitchen to my couch. Length and quality depend entirely on how the week went... sometimes it is necessary to turn up music really loud and continue dancing.

When some little bitchboy is acting like a little tiny pee pee poo poo baby and messing up the group plans.