AND STILL some of yall— i mean the other monkeys are saying “ it’s not nice to kill, have you tried talking to your local marsupial’s representative instead”
on our walk we run into our buddy whose girl told him about me running into her earlier. my man: “you didn’t tell me that!”
“honey I told you I ran into her”
“well not that part”
“you never said anything after that”
silence again
“so it was nice running into him”
“yea he’s great”
Clearest sign that someone is undergoing the process that leads to psychological maturity is that they become more confrontational with those closest to them and less confrontational with strangers.
also dolphins and free childcare and we fixed the potholes, and survived the worst winter in 5ever, and we don’t fuck with slumlords. also my wife is an artist, she’s beautiful too. and so on and and
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