riggsaaron:
That’s disgusting.
Oh, I'm sure you've seen more disgusting things in your life.
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@okbryce
riggsaaron:
That’s disgusting.
Oh, I'm sure you've seen more disgusting things in your life.
tfcara:
That’s.. really gross.
Tell me about it.
crystalplz:
The first bleachers!
I get a close up of the cheerleader's behinds.
The amount of spit that comes out of my flute is actually disgusting, but it's all in a days work to be first chair...even though I play in the bleachers half of the time.
Eating left over macaroni and cheese while Cora watches a show about British pigs. My trig homework makes more sense than this show. I’m fairly certain all children’s shows were created by someone who was high. At least the mac ‘n cheese is good.
I always feel like I'm losing brain cells when I watch children shows.
riggsaaron:
No. I will not say that. I really hope that was some kind of joke.
Why would I be joking?
The constellations we already have are pretty as they are, but I like to make my own. I almost feel like I’m breaking the rules of astronomy by connecting stars that don’t belong. It’s like connect the dots, only a few light years away. That’s a far walk.
I didn't know there were any rules in astronomy, but don't worry about those stars because Dillon already has the biggest and brightest star-- Me.
riggsaaron:
What would you like me to say?
I--well, I don't know. Maybe something along the lines, 'Oh, Bryce, you're so right. I'll just put away my case of beers, but I'll continue to watch whatever I was watching.'
You know, that’d actually be a pretty good business move, I think. Tea tasting beer. Oh, she’s awful. She wears like, tennis visors, and she tries to act like we’re friends. She also likes dragonfruit. Like who the fuck likes dragonfruit? It’s tasteless, what’s the point?
You should create it and make millions! Oh my god, Hollie. It just seems like she just wants to have any other girlfriend/daughter relationship with you.
When it comes it will come. Don’t be such a downer. When I’m making millions on it and you need a sugar daddy, don’t come whining to me.
Thanks, but no thanks. I won't be needing a sugar daddy when I'm living in the greatest city on the earth with my name in lights. When you need scraps to eat, don't come whining to me.
I’m not looking forward to school coming back. Nope.
What? Why?
I mean my long life passion to be the long island medium was put on hold, because I found out you can get payed to eat food?
I doubt you can talk to the dead anyways.
Sweetheart, Arnold Palmer is a glorious mix of ice tea and lemonade. Though, occasionally, when I’m lucky and we’re at family parties, I drink with my dad.
That makes so much more sense now that I think about it. I mean, why would Arizona sell alcohol in their tea all of a sudden? But is your father's girlfriend that nasty? She can't be.
riggsaaron:
Tell me about it, babe.
..really? Is that all you have to say?
Call me trash, but I think I’ve had about ten orders of McDonald’s french fries in the past three days. As much as I love my dad, he’s a waste in the kitchen, and when his nasty girlfriend Nicole is around - which is a very rare occurrence, let me tell you, we spend our days eating take out and drinking a fuck ton of Arnold Palmer. You know what, know that I think about it, I could deal with McDonald’s every night if she would just stay away. I could learn to cook. Or, I mean, I could force my dad to. I really hate Nicole.
You drink with your father?
I have a six-pack of beer in front of me and a TV. Sounds like my type of night.
Sounds more like an illegal type of night to me.
Getting a 30 minute lecture for wearing shorts was a great way to start off the evening. Am I seriously supposed to worry about modesty when it’s this hot outside?
You poor thing. Don't tell me you changed.