You are allowed flavor
You are allowed flavor
I like how you look at a picture of a dude eating a raw onion and a slab of cheese on a roll and think “fucking Americans.”
Yawn yawn yawn, get new material Lemmy.
Well that’s weird, but you Midwesterners are weird to me, so it makes sense!
I always liked to joke that, like, west of Wisconsin and Minnesota is the Midwest, and then Montana and Nevada are the West, and that Illinois and Indiana are the Mideast. It’s not a good joke.
My not-a-good joke that I’ll say anyway is, when someone asks my age, I’ll say something obviously too young, like 25. They’ll smirk or roll their eyes, and I’ll continue, “I am twenty-five years old, but I’m also sixty.”
No one has ever laughed. And, that’s why I keep saying it. Someday, someone will laugh, I just know it!