Sounds fuckin’ mint to be fair.
Get me some tourism and carbs.
Sounds fuckin’ mint to be fair.
Get me some tourism and carbs.

how the fuck are they not extinct?
As hilarious and arguably far more entertaining as this is, whatever happened to the age-old “well I’ve had a good night but maybe we’re better suited as friends, time for me to boost, speak to you tomorrow” parting?
I’m in that age bracket and I’ve turned to spunking the little amount of disposable income on amateur radio kit and equipment.
I wish I’d picked up a debilitating cocaine habit instead. It’d be cheaper.
It certainly ended up at a house party.
I suppose it’s not clear when they decided they weren’t for each other.