My sister on the DK rap:
“I can’t believe somebody wrote that. It’s like they were gonna revise it but when they finished the game they were too tired. They were like ‘That’s a wrap’.”
Shit, it sure is.

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My sister on the DK rap:
“I can’t believe somebody wrote that. It’s like they were gonna revise it but when they finished the game they were too tired. They were like ‘That’s a wrap’.”
Shit, it sure is.
So I missed the bus for lack of fare, but it was ok, because I went into the lil German delicatessen across the street that I’ve been putting off visiting, and bought some Melange biscuits for change. But more importantly, the young golden haired German guy behind the counter was offensively beautiful. In a simple freaking white t shirt. HOW?! I was sweating. You forget how dusty American boys look. OH my GOD.
He works the place with his mom, the baker. I’m’a return for lunch one day and find out if he’s single for my sister.