The Hour Limit
I think there's something wrong with the boys' internal clocks. I feel like there is an hour limit to how long you can know one before he releases a whole lotta crazy. I swear to God, I just had a flood of awkward, ill-conceived moral notions, "anger management issues," and ridiculous attempts to impress me. Dude, bro. Not fucking cool.
I give up.
Seriously dude, what am I supposed to think when you tell me that "I get angry and punch refrigerators" besides "epic fucking doucherod?" No. Not even a douche. Not even a tool. A dork. Just a fucking baby of a dork.
YOU WERE
DOING
SO
WELL.
I give up.
Seriously dude, what am I supposed to think when you tell me that "I get angry and punch refrigerators" besides "epic fucking doucherod?" No. Not even a douche. Not even a tool. A dork. Just a fucking baby of a dork.
YOU WERE
DOING
SO
WELL.