Hey friends, so I went on a bad Hinge date last night. We went to the movies! I thought my profile was CLEAR when I said I’m an aspiring snowbird who is 100% Team Coco. But she barely watched the film and spent the entire time in line at the bathroom.
I was thinking to myself that life was better when Rob Thomas was still producing, but you know what… I discovered that he STILL IS producing music so life is still GOOD! 🥂
Yay, it’s Friday night! That’s when I finish writing my petitions to the Surgeon General to add warning labels on satire. We’ve got too many people modeling their lives after Jordan Belfort or Al Bundy, and completely losing the cautionary tale within.
Shower thoughts with a Rainshower shower head hit different. “CatDog walked so Human Centipede could crawl.” What kind of jungle is this? Somebody arrest me now!
Art teachers will see you make the most unhinged egregious clown painting and push you to get it put in the Louvre just for the love of the game🐶… the English department will critique your epic literary thesis just because that is who they are this week 🐈
C’mon people… Nothing screams performative apathy more than asking if I’ve seen The Big Lebowski. Stick to your $9 matchas and hardcover copy of Infinite Jest. I do NOT abide!
The Left can’t seem to understand how a sarcastic flamboyant New York big city billionaire has gotten the evangelical base so jazzed up! But I get it. I’ve seen Toy Story, and the way those green little aliens looked at Buzz Lightyear and the power of The Claw 👽 👽 👽
Love actually isn’t about looksmaxxing and thirst traps; it’s about her feigning interest in obscure Bob Dylan trivia, and him pretending to be intrigued by interpretations of the major arcana.