The Taco Bell drive thru at 1 am will have a $200k Mercedes S65 waiting right behind a ‘96 Cavalier that’s never had the oil changed followed by a moped ridden by three people. All craving the same thing: to Live Más. Truly the last great melting pot of class in this country.
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imagine being the CEO of spirit halloween. you only work a single month a year and you make 10 billion dollars. your only job is sell skeleton. life is good.
and then some FUCKER from HOME DEPOT says “we are going to make one taller than god.”
please, Mr. Brightside is my father. you can call me a cab, while he’s having a smoke, and she’s taking a drag, now they’re going to bed and my stomach is-