my brother: thinking about getting a piercing. we should go shopping sometime.
me: are you texting me from the shower?
my brother:
me:
my brother:
me:
my brother: i was thinking I’d like to check out some of the tattoo and piercing places around here.
Goal in life: to speak French like Eugene Hutz speaks English.
“Did you manage to manufacture the Z’s?”
Aimin’ high.
The cradle: I’ve robbed it. Now making a break for it. If anyone needs to find me, I may or may not be hiding in Cougar Town.
Why are those shutters bolted to the side of your house? They have no function and I mean they wouldn’t even fit the windows if they did they are fooling no one take those down you take those down right now.
Out of all the things that one could do to qualify oneself as a hipster, there is one act that trumps the rest: making fun of hipsters.
mcflynn replied to your photo: kay so I made one relevant to my life…
I should make one for Political Science majors like me, but let’s be frank, each one is “barista.”
Truth…but I actually think that would be really really funny.
