I have a thing I like to do called “badposting”
DO NOT ATTEMPT. PROFESSIONAL MAIDS IN A CLOSED MANSION.
I have a thing I like to do called “badposting”
naming my future son bartholomew, after my favorite simpsons character and my most valuable pokemon card
the thing about new york that people who have never lived there can't understand is that the streets aren't just streets. they're full of cars. moving cars. there's a culture and laws you have to follow when you're driving in the streets.
I'm sorry, but you can't understand if you haven't lived there. it's not the same as your streets. the cars are the difference, and no matter how many streets you've seen, you haven't seen ones with cars.
I can't tell if this post is poking fun at New Yorkers with a superiority complex about their city or if it's making a genuine point worded oddly
it's genuine
I can move at an appreciable fraction of the speed of light
if you can appreciate numbers as small as I can
the one time i tried to be high on shrooms in public it was in olympia i walked into this coffeeshop and ordered a medium thai tea and the barista says, “are you sure you dont want a large? everything is the same price.” and in my bewilderment i looked up at the drink board and literally everything was $2.65