*at a classy bar*
Waiter: What can I get you to drink?
My brain-
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Me: Can I get a Busch Light?
If you’re a girl and you don’t have a group of guy friends that roast you 24/7 I feel bad for you bc them mfs made my skin thick as hell. Ain’t no one telling me something i havent already heard from those assholes