A look into the slippery slope that occurs when you give a bro a beer.
You’ve gotten to the point where you only expect a couple of them to really participate, and have stopped trying to convince the rest that it would mean a lot to you if they came.
Will you still love me if I gain twenty pounds and start dressing like a garbage can? Oops, too late. I already did!
Printing something out. Printers are the number one foe for Millennials. We would like to own one someday but maybe after we get married and have children. I don’t know. Owning a printer means your youth is officially over, right?
Your mother is starting to take an active interest in the state of your love life. The second your mom cares about whether or not you’re getting laid, you know things are bad.
When someone asks me to join them on the dance floor and I’m sober, I’m like…
It’s obvious why we love drinking so much. It enables us to be the person we can’t be while sober, to admit the things and make out with the people we wouldn’t be brave enough to approach otherwise.
Drinking is best done slowlllllyyyyyyy. Think of it as like a car and you’re the one behind the steering wheel. Now you have two choices: you can either drive yourself to victory in a puttering Pinto or break the speed limit in a Jaguar and reach a James Dean-style fate.
2 drinks any time Donald Glover is on screen.
Maybe like Robert Johnson sang, you’re willing to sacrifice, to trade your soul or some freedoms or some other paths you could go down just to pick a side of the crossroads to trek down. 2013 is the time.