I tried to take peanut butter through airport security.
TSA: Sorry, no liquids, gels, or aerosols.
Me: I want you to tell me which of those things you think peanut butter is.
Levels of male friendship:
Just met —> “Seem like a cool guy…”
Hung out twice —> “I got a buddy who…”
Go out on weekends —> “I got a buddy who…”
Literally best friends —> “I got a buddy who…”
Known each other for life —> “I got a buddy who…”
kid i used to work with at chipotle made a mixtape and one of his lines that stuck with me through the years was “i got benjamin button disease. got so many benjamins i can’t button my jeans” pretty sure he’s still working in kitchens but he at least changed me
in 2012, macklemore exploded from out of nowhere to tell us he shops at goodwill and thought he was gay in elementary school, and then he disappeared forever. each of us gets only one shout into the wind