Your 20s are for self-consciousness. Your 30s chuck that garbage out the window. I'm funny in writing, have excellent taste in music, and Minnesota is the best.
Not that I don't have a lot of pet peeves, but the "!!" emoji is my newest one. I'm assuming it's for "emphasis" but I view it as "cluelessly overexcited".
Not much of a soccer fan, but I would be a fan of carrying around yellow and red cards and flashing them at people for a confusing amount of time in real life.
Saw a post on Instagram about how stupid the book "The Rainbow Fish" is and now I'm out here liking all the comments in support like a real troll because I FEEL VALIDATED IN SUCH AGREEMENT.
I'm not saying it CAN'T be done, I'm just saying it's REAL hard to come back from sending me an email that ends in, "Thank you in advance." Homeboy woke up and chose violence.
Middle-aged Southern dude at the airport sitting across from me just said "I don't get anxiety." We know, bro. You've been LOUDLY talking on your phone for the last 15min completely oblivious to the people who keep disappearing around you.
My delusional self-confidence absolutely stems from my college (frontal lobe development years) music preferences. Sexy Back, This is Why I'm Hot, Irreplaceable... TAKE ME BACK.
((7yo and 8yo swinging the same speed on the swing set.))
8yo: "We're married!"
7yo: "Ope we're breaking up."
8yo: "I don't wanna break up I wanna steal all your money!"
7yo: "I only have like 2 bucks."