Ugh this describes my hipster cousin perfectly. He goes hiking once and posts super filtered pictures from the hike for the next 6 weeks always captioning with stupid symbols // to frame // his words // so they look // “cool” //
Can’t forget duffing your putter against the green leaving whatever you had lined up a good mile short and you standing there holding your girlfriend’s purse getting ready to 3-putt for the 3rd time in 5 holes.
Someone’s feelings got hurt when people laughed at him for falling over so to prove that he’s not the little bitch that got hurt playing kickball, he has to sue.
I know a guy from High School who calls himself and his team “SEAcret Agents”, that’s not a typo either. This guys peddles beauty products from the Dead Sea and it’s a fucking joke. He was a loser in HS, now he’s a, Bronze Level SEAcret Agent, loser.
“It’s not a pyramid scheme, its a multi-level-marketing plan, that is shaped like a square but a square that’s super pointy at the top.”
She was 2 years older and our families went to Mexico together for a NYE trip. We went out to some weird club and got hammered. She took me back to her hotel and took my vcard with her younger sisters asleep in the bed next to us. Then I threw up. We banged again later in the trip after a foam party at the hotel we were at behind some bushes next to a very busy walkway. Pure romance.
She would then go and take the vcards of 7 other guys in my class (graduating class of 18 total people). She is forever the virgin slayer.
I was smart (retarded) enough to quit and walk out the door of the bank I worked at on a Friday afternoon. I would have way rather spent my 2 weeks phoning it in and keeping a solid reference on speed dial. Rage and the promise of returning to my college town for cinco de mayo blinded any logical thinking. Genius.
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Y’all have to make Duda call from somewhere other than a basement or tell Micah to get his shit together.
Give this a read from an olympian. Ditch the scale.
http://www.runnersworld.com/elite-runners/the-healthy-reasons-why-emma-coburn-plans-to-gain-weight-for-her-wedding
Ugh this describes my hipster cousin perfectly. He goes hiking once and posts super filtered pictures from the hike for the next 6 weeks always captioning with stupid symbols // to frame // his words // so they look // “cool” //
This made me less sad that summer is over, thank you Will.
This is my hell
Fuck hipsters
Get out
Can’t forget duffing your putter against the green leaving whatever you had lined up a good mile short and you standing there holding your girlfriend’s purse getting ready to 3-putt for the 3rd time in 5 holes.
Someone’s feelings got hurt when people laughed at him for falling over so to prove that he’s not the little bitch that got hurt playing kickball, he has to sue.
I know a guy from High School who calls himself and his team “SEAcret Agents”, that’s not a typo either. This guys peddles beauty products from the Dead Sea and it’s a fucking joke. He was a loser in HS, now he’s a, Bronze Level SEAcret Agent, loser.
“It’s not a pyramid scheme, its a multi-level-marketing plan, that is shaped like a square but a square that’s super pointy at the top.”
17, Cancun
She was 2 years older and our families went to Mexico together for a NYE trip. We went out to some weird club and got hammered. She took me back to her hotel and took my vcard with her younger sisters asleep in the bed next to us. Then I threw up. We banged again later in the trip after a foam party at the hotel we were at behind some bushes next to a very busy walkway. Pure romance.
She would then go and take the vcards of 7 other guys in my class (graduating class of 18 total people). She is forever the virgin slayer.
3/10
I was smart (retarded) enough to quit and walk out the door of the bank I worked at on a Friday afternoon. I would have way rather spent my 2 weeks phoning it in and keeping a solid reference on speed dial. Rage and the promise of returning to my college town for cinco de mayo blinded any logical thinking. Genius.