Imagine the network of Taylor Swift DNA trading.
And you know someone is going to fuck it.
Imagine the network of Taylor Swift DNA trading.
And you know someone is going to fuck it.
Yeah same. I’ve brought burritos, burgers, beers.
My favorite was during the opening scene of the Great Gatsby when they’re glamorizing all the champagne flowing at these elegant parties, I popped my bottle of champagne I brought in for my girlfriend and I to share and this other guy was like “aw fuck you”, in an envious tone.
I’m at a loss for words.