the girls from cheetah girls have some ghetto ass names
i mean you don’t see a galleria or a dorinda or a chanel or a fucking aquanette every day
sometimes my laptop gets really hot and starts burning my leg but i fight through the pain because i am a blogging warrior
His palms are sweaty, knees weak
there’s vomit on spaghetti already
He’s nervous, but on the surface he looks calm spaghetti
to drop bombs
but he keeps on spaghetti
There’s a drunk guy outside singing What Makes You Beautiful to a tree. So I opened my window and played the actual song and he just got so happy. He looked at the sky and yelled, “You’re beautiful too, Jesus.”
- Me: I'm sorry, I'll be back with the right plate
- Him: whatever
- *as I turn to walk away*
- Him: *talking to his friends* he's probably a homo, he's too distraught.
- *i turn back to the table*
- Me: you know, you shouldn't talk about the dude who's about to serve your food, right beside him. Also, learn the definition of homo, it's a root word that means, "man" in which yes I am a man, more of one than you will ever dream to be. So if you're intentions were referring to me being a homoSEXUAL as in MAN-sexual, which I am, then use a correct form of it. Now, sit there little boy, while this gay man goes to get your food for you.
- *i leave and come back*
- Me: here's your AIDs stuffed burrito you ordered.
- His friends tipped me $20
whenever anyone mentions “playing the race card” in an argument I can only think
“I PLAY WHITE PRIVILEGE IN ATTACK MODE”