“Congratulations you got the job!”
“Congratulations you’re passed the test!”
“Congratulations you're admitted!”
“Congratulations you’re promoted!”
“Congratulations you are still alive!”
“Congratulations the contract is yours!”
Don't overthink it, just RT for good luck
Last night, in his sleep, Tristan asked me if I had picked out a couch yet. This man was dreaming of sectionals and sofas...
I think we have officially crossed the threshold in adulthood.