I think for my birthday this year I’m going to rent out a karaoke bar and invite everyone and then I will perform for a full hour and nobody else is allowed to sing.
We found Wu-Tang's infamous 1-of-1 album, "Once Upon A Time in Shaolin" — once purchased by pharma bro Martin Shkreli — and played it for Method Man (and you) for the first time.
How is this coming off jealous when they literally said call them during the good times too, not when you’re ready to trauma dump and drain all their energy whining about self-inflicted wounds? Why yall don’t never call yall other circle of friends with this bs?