Incredibly Lazy, Hungover or Just Plain Depressed?

[grassbath]

In which various sad sacks confess how they've spent their day and the studio audience must help them to diagnose their physical and emotional situation!

Subject: Late twenties male
Occupation: 'creative' (has guitar in room)
Day: Sunday
Attire: Stale gown
Diet: Lindt easter chocolate bunny gradually consumed between noon and 7pm. A coffee was made but had little to no galvanising effect.
Contact with outside world: Tinder swiping
Wanks: 2
Ablutions: Nil
Emotional state: Crippling fear of encroaching Monday and all Mondays to come, life as concertina of accreted Mondays, life-as-monday

Incredibly lazy, hungover or just plain depressed?: Choco's a dead giveaway mate - you're a total lazy greedy cunt! It's all very well texting your flatmate 'help yourself, it's on the side' if you're going to eat it all yourself you pig! NEXT!

[Glebe]

"I think they're just incredibly lazy people."