I’m all for confidence but if you’re 30 years old or older and you truly think you’re the absolute man…I hate to break it to you but you’re just a fag. And that’s all good man just don’t come near me with that swinging dick
Does anyone work anymore? How are you grabbing drinks at 11am on a Wednesday? And don’t give that remote bullshit cuz there’s no way you’re working. And if you are working you’re a drunk drinking on the job #bringmenback#pridemonth#respect
Worst part of the Red Sox blowing is I have 27 Sox fitteds (every color and edition) sitting in my bedroom taking up prime real estate all spring and summer long #selltheteam#breslowblows
People be like “gotta move different” and they watch videos of Andrew Tate like every other pipsqueak dweeb that can’t think for themselves. You’re not moving different, you’re a literal tool bag
Going bald. Just waiting on wifey to accept it and give me the green light. Once buzzed, you can catch me with a Sox fitted glued to my head. Until then, just know this isn’t my decision. #prayforme
Also you’re 30 years old. Don’t share the new Drake album on your IG story. That’s not cool bro. I feel embarrassed for you. He’s a regular grown man just like you and I. Fangirling at 30 years old…your kid will most certainly be a bitch.
And another thing. You’re not wise and grown because you read a couple finance books and plagiarize a couple quotes. You’re just an unoriginal goofy. I’ll deadass fuck you up. How bout them apples?
Me and my buddies always say we need to hangout in Lynn more. We never do though. I take it as the Lord doesn’t want us spending too much time there. Wise man the Lord is.
Daniel is my government name. I don’t go by Daniel bc that’s gay. My friends call me Dan. I don’t introduce myself by Dan bc that sounds like I’m 60. Danny, much more youthful. Playful some may say. With all that being said, you can call me Johnny Ballbags. More grit, more heart