An Adventure Time-esque lo-fi short by Julian Glander featuring a birthday party’s descent into chaos.
If pre-millenium sitcom Friends was set in Dublin.
No wait, come back.
Phoebe’s career as a masseuse would see her working in ‘massage parlor’ run by the Kinahans. She would emigrate to Australia at some point.
After returning from Canada Monica’s career as a chef would suffer greatly after a petty review from Lovin’ Waterford accused her restaurant of killing 400 children with an undercooked omelette. It later emerges that the reviewer was just bitter after failing to get Monica’s number despite persistent nagging, however the damage was done and Monica’s restaurant closed down.
Joey would be living on the streets after years of being asked to work for free on low budget acting projects in order to get his name out there.
Chandler would work for a ‘letterbox company’ based at an address in Grand Canal after a few miserable years in London doing cocaine. Since the letterbox company is just a front for a multinational company to pay fuck all tax Chandler would do no actual work and have to spend his days lying to the gang about what he’s been up to all day. Hilarious japes would ensue.
Ross would have been forced to change careers and retrain as an accountant after failing to find a job in academia.
Rachel, having never fully recovered from working under the stress of a zero hours contract in her local cafe and several years of unemployment, would actually get a pretty class job in Penneys as a buyer. The gang never talk about that one trip to Britain, she took on the ferry.
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Thanks Jack Jones