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@asherclarington
madmaxanders:
Then they can pick up a guitar and work like the rest of us. You need to earn your keep to call New York your home.
You say that like it’s easy, dude. Learning to play an instrument well enough that you can make money off it takes time, plus lessons and the guitar itself can be pretty pricey.
sebastiansmythenyc:
They were very interesting guesses though, handsome.
I can’t tell if you’re mocking me or not, but I’ll take it.
allcns:
True. I’m guilty of staging a few photos and editing out unflattering moments but putting on a whole production? I’ll leave that to the failed Disney star with too much time on his hands.
What are your plans for the holiday season?
Is that a... reference to someone? Is it Cole Sprouse?
Uh, nothing, actually. I can’t afford to go home, so... I’m not doing anything. Maybe I’ll go out and see a movie or something.
ladyqbray:
Oh, I love a good (and terrible) pun. Even better when they make my sister glare - which is more times than not.
Your sister hates puns? Who hates puns? That’s fucked up.
madmaxanders:
Apparently there’s guys out there that can fit half a traffic cone up their ass.
Yeah, it’s called Double Header: My Life With Two Penises.
Do you know this from personal experience, or what?
...A choice was made.
jesshevans:
He is cute. But the drink was gross, so I can’t forgive him for that.
So I take it a love connection won’t be happening anytime soon?
sebastiansmythenyc:
Those two options sound a whole lot like doing too much for other people. I actually own a bar come night club in Chelsea.
...Oh. See, none of my guesses were right. Told you I suck at them.
allcns:
The Content Creator in me wants to do this. Could you imagine the clickbait title, the views, the drama. Too bad I have no desire to head back home, dig up old friends, or pretend my life is better than what it is for people who don’t matter. But, damn, that would be some great content. It would fit right in with Vlogmas, too.
Maybe you could you just hire actors? Build a set? I mean, most content online is fake nowadays anyway.
ladyqbray:
They certainly don’t seem to care about softening the blow for you. I say keep it brutal.
Okay, that pun was fucking solid, and I’m here for it.
jesshevans:
That is true.
I wouldn’t say that. It was written on the back of an old receipt.
Ah. I guess that’s a little less romantic.
madmaxanders:
Wouldn’t be the weirdest shit I’ve seen in my life, so I just went for it.
Side by side. Apparently righty’s bigger than lefty by about an inch.
What is the weirdest shit you’ve seen?
Huh. I guess that is the preferable option of the two. A whole inch? Damn.
Did he really write a whole book on it? I can’t even imagine what he’d have to say that could be longer than a chapter, or hell, even a page, really.
madmaxanders:
So I did a google search and there’s apparently this guy who’s got two dicks out there. Wrote a book about it and everything.
The bravery you have for just casually Googling that shit... it’s unmatched, my guy.
Still, I feel like if I was walking around with two dicks, I’d have more important things to do than write a book, you know? But onto the important question: are they side by side, or one on top of the other?
allcns:
The holidays are approaching and I feel… nothing. I watched four Hallmark Christmas Movie Originals about some big city girl going home to Small Town, USA to save various businesses (all while rekindling a romance with her former lover and/or childhood best friend), hoping it would spark something, but nope. Nothing!
Maybe that’s because those are all manufactured emotions? If you want to feel the Christmas spirit, you’ve got to experience things for yourself, probably. Go back to a small town, save your own business, and fall in love with your old friend from childhood. Wrap it up in about two hours, kiss under the mistletoe, and boom. You’ll have a buttlload of Christmas spirit.
jesshevans:
I think you’re the first one not recommending drugs. But I’ll remember that. Thankfully, he gave me the recipe. It was kind of cute. It was a handwritten recipe and all. So, I felt like I kind of had to try it.
Someone’s gotta make sure you live to pay your portion of the rent at the end of the month, right?
Why does it sound like the dude has a crush on you? Did he sign it with little x’s and o’s?
shadesofgreysmythe:
Tch. Stupid games, stupid prizes.
Absolutely never I paid a shitton of money for a degree I hate that landed me here. Plus you wouldn’t say that if you actually saw me flex.
How can you hate the degree, if it landed you in what sounds like a blissful career?
Why? You mean like, literally flex? Like... your body?
ladyqbray:
Do you think they’re aware of the ruckus they are making? Perhaps they need a passive aggressive note shoved under their door. A common neighborly practice.
I’m not sure, actually. That’s not a bad idea, though.
Maybe I can add some stickers, or use fancy stationary. Soften the blow a little.
madmaxanders:
You were the one that brought up double dicks, and it all spiraled from there.
That’s right. Damn. If I had a nickel for every conversation I’d had that went down the double dick route... I’d have one nickel.