me to associate: how old is that guy anyway?
associate: oh, he's really old, like THIRTY-FOUR.
[i look at him]
associate: oh no, are you thirty-four?
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3 comments:
oh man. Now i wish i could just go back to bed. Ok, i already wished that. But now i also feel nauseated.
Fuck 'em all. We rule. When you're in your 20's you're still entertaining nonsense fantasies and you're actually pretty dumb and think things like 34 is old. But then in your 30's you realize you're still pretty fucking young, and you're not as stupid anymore. And you can buy a nice fucking pillow because your neck hurts in the morning when you wake up, and that shit -- which would be mortifying to your 23 year old self -- is actually gangsterbananas.
You tell em mr.belvedere.
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