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I'm a curious person. |
The things I think about at a bar:
- Fuck, I don’t have enough cash. I never have enough cash. But I just took cash out, like ten minutes ago. Is this because I have suddenly started eating cash as a snack? Is this because of the one time I just started chewing on five dollar bills like a cow?…
Pretty accurate description.
essentially sums...every Friday night
SO TRUE. Bars the “ehhh”est thing of all time. Oh wait. I won’t be able to drink in bars when I come back to the States...
Pretty accurate description.
found this, then LOL’d cryptically...myself. thefrenemy: