It’s not ground beef it’s mince.
It’s not prom it’s a farewell.
It’s not kindergarten it’s crèche.
It’s not Santa it’s Father Christmas.
It’s not Seventh grade it’s Grade 7.
It’s not a highway it’s a freeway.
Sanuphapha.
Oh look at me I’m New York City. I have a cool socialist mayor. My basketball team has perfect vibes and is up 2-0 in the finals. I have the best food and the coolest clubs. I’m the center of the world. Fuck you