Mildly perturbed that I used to sing this in elementary school after dissecting the lyrics, but hey, now it’s perfectly acceptable to ask someone to rub me the right way.
Next day brunch.
Why NOT get crunk on a Wednesday night?
Killing Kittens, a London-based society for the “sexual elite” has received an onslaught of media attention in conjunction with its recent New York City launch.
“I don’t like vodka.”
1. The not-nightclub-nightclub, complete with one strobe light and DEEEJAAAAAYY NOOOONAAAMMMEEE *siren noise* *siren noise* *siren noise* You were convinced to go here by some guy passing out sad neon flyers and you knew it was a bad idea as…
I don’t like you if you don’t tip, if you don’t have money to tip, please stay home and drink there. I have to pay rent, too.
I’m not racist, but-
*Cue impulse to never leave the house and speak in public again*
3. Attacks From The Gaza Strip Are A Part Of Life