my phone edition. with commentary.
"wshoto2!"
no, i have no fucking idea what that was supposed to be either.
"i'm already drinks."
yes. yes you are.
"stop texting me if you're going to be an asshole."
hahahahhahahhahhahaa!
no.
"ha ha fuck the kids"
seriously. fuck those little motherfuckers.
"a couple girls from ______ say hi. i'm drunk and forgot the0r names again."
those were deep and meaningful relationships you bastards.
"i'm too opera to drinks on the porch"
i . . . shit. i don't even know if you can disagree with this.
also, drinking good beers with one of the whitest people i know, who happens to be a successful gun dealer while watching sheltered suburban frat boys head bang to a gangsta rap song espousing the merits of guns, money and booze? meta-hilarious.
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