I’m Telling You This Is Not a Speakeasy, It’s a Laundromat
I understand that this neighborhood has changed in recent years, and to some, my frontage looks “ironically shambolic” or “intentionally distressed.”
I understand that this neighborhood has changed in recent years, and to some, my frontage looks “ironically shambolic” or “intentionally distressed.”
People I trusted to think through issues started quoting slogans I didn’t understand. “The dead are better off remaining dead,” they would say.
“Everything must come to an end.” Did I just tell you I’m dying, or that I finished The Legend of Zelda?
Millennials and Gen Z don’t understand how valuable a sense of camaraderie is, or how important mistress time is.
Finally. A gender for men. Man 2 isn’t your GRANDMOTHER’S GENDER. Or your grandfather’s, strictly speaking.
Looking around, all I see are duds. In the sandbox, I see toddlers who don’t even know how to use their own feet.
The wool fibers prefer an east-to-west cross-breeze coming from a north- and south-facing window.
I’ve been told that the back of my head is so soft, it's like those $10 holiday blankets you get at Target.
Laugh and caw with your favorite Real Seagulls as they whisk newcomer Jenny to Miami for a caliente seawater bender.
We wanted to let you know how deeply we were moved by your generous mandatory contribution. 30% of your base income… It was just what we wanted!
Ma, you hear that? The boys say hi. They're blowing kisses too. Joe "Ice Pick" Angelini says thank you for the chicken cacciatore.
Speaking like this to my mom and bestie is just kind of my aesthetic? Does that make sense? It doesn’t? Well, whatever. I didn’t write this movie.