I once dated a guy who suffered from TPS: Tight Pants Syndrome. I had to unfriend him on Facebook due to a severe onset of douchebaggery. He apparently was hooking up with multiple people, and I could not expose my Mac to any viruses. Today, after months of silence, I just received a very poignant email. It went like this:
“Heyyyyy. Happy Hump Day.”
I’m not sure this is nationally recognized Douchebag Day. But I raise my flag up high.