Random people keep jostling you to get to the front of the amorphous blob you’ve been waiting in for 30 minutes.
Ulysses S. Grant: A cup of whole beans--Starbucks Christmas Blend--to eat raw as he squashes his enemies.
I can’t and I can’t even. Whatever phrase works best for you to understand that I can’t help you.
I woke up today thinking it was Thursday, but it turns out it might be Tuesday. I’m not really sure because both of them start with a “T.”
Listen to your yelp as you touch my hot leather seats. Feel the burn, baby. I can feel the panic rising in your breath.