I’m not shy about telling my friends I love them.
I’m not shy about telling my friends I love them.
Experts in what field? Fucking doorology?
This is me and my buddy Kyle circa 3rd period math class in 10th grade, at least twice a week.
I’m using it from now on. There’s no telling how old rescue animals are sometimes.
I’ve never heard the term “gotcha day” before. It’s cute as fuck.
That’s rough. My family is the only thing in this world I give a shit about. I’d have killed myself years ago if it weren’t for them.
There’s always the blue shell.
He doesn’t come off that way in this interview. He seems like a rich old fuck who’s been so rich for so long that he genuinely struggles to understand how the poor plebs could possibly exist without private jets.
That’s what happened to me and I’m radicalized now.
Makes me wish JFK was on a coin.
edit: I’m fucking stupid, you guys.