GET OUT MAH FACE.
Kel, I’m going to take a page out of
Matt’s made-up quote for you the other night your own quote book and answer with this:
Why is Kels telling me to bone people (and also break up NPH’s happy home, then tell her all the deets) like a hozilla?? Kel seems so pleasant in real life!
…for a fantasy football draft.
My homie Cho has been going through it recently, so like any good friend I chatted him up just now to help ease the stress…
Me: How are you doing?? Sounds like you had a rough week. :-/
Rich: Yeah. Really busy at work. Stresses me out at home. Unsingle ladies.
Me: I want to know more about this Bernie-from-Waiting-to-Exhale story you have going on.
Rich: Oh okay.
Rich: So I guess I will go to the gym tonight.
Rich: Were you the one that said I need to work on my legs or I will be fat forever? And how do you do squats and deadlifts without looking embarrassing and…
Quite impressive. Now that you have mastered the art of gif making/editing, I will respond to you with my progression of gif emotions after seeing your creation:
Alright…now this is hands-down one of the best messages I’ve ever gotten in my ask box.
Tumblr is so crajee. I mean, I feel like if you asked 99.9% of folks, “Hey, how do you feel about letting someone that you’ve met over the interrrrnets stay at your pad, without even having met them before?” they would be all like:
Now…actually hopping on a plane and going somewhere to hang with peeps I’ve never met before…that seems like even more of a big deal slash investment. Yet here I am, researching ticket prices to Stillwater, Oklahoma. I don’t even know how or when I started following T-$, B-Rad, Bear, Thom, and co., but all I know is that they’re totes awesome sauce and I want to
get dlunk with meet them.
So, what do you think my fellow tumblrs? Should I take the plunge and hit up the Las Vegas of the midwest?