Hey kids, know what’s even more fun than going to the arcade today? We’re gonna go to the bar where you can watch mommy get piss faced, and then I’m going to get your names mixed up, and talk about how shitty your father is!
My grandmother bought me a G-Unit jean jacket from an outlet mall when I was 12. I don’t think she had any fucking idea what it was. Never wore it, but I appreciated the gesture. Nothing says you’re a G ass 12 year old like a G-Unit jean jacket hanging in your spare closet.
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Clear eyes, full hearts, can’t lose.
Capitalizing. Power move.
Wow, the Big and Tasty. The greasy stench of my adolescence haunts me.
A real life Ron Burgundy.
That taxi driver sure knows how to capitalize on his income.
San Diego was pretty fire too.
I could only wish my childhood was that captivating.
Hey kids, know what’s even more fun than going to the arcade today? We’re gonna go to the bar where you can watch mommy get piss faced, and then I’m going to get your names mixed up, and talk about how shitty your father is!
I think Hilary Clinton should be made to read this article. But that’s none of my Benghazi.
My grandmother bought me a G-Unit jean jacket from an outlet mall when I was 12. I don’t think she had any fucking idea what it was. Never wore it, but I appreciated the gesture. Nothing says you’re a G ass 12 year old like a G-Unit jean jacket hanging in your spare closet.