I was out in the world the other night wearing my new favorite Avion Tequila t-shirt, which you can see above, just t-shirting around the city, happy as you please, because how hard is it to find a new t-shirt that actually fits right and feels like it's worn-in from the start? Pretty hard. So there I am, without a care in the world, when my t-shirt-cock-blocking friend asked "Who gave you that t-shirt, Turtle?"
Wait, what? Oh, oh shit, what? It took me a minute, since I'm not the type of dude who "shoots hoops" and "drinks beers" and "gets mad pussy" or "watches Entourage" so I forgot the reference for a second. "Goddamit, is this the infamous tequila from Entourage?"
Yes. Yes it is. Ugh. A while back I got pretty mad when I saw a bar advertising that they had "the tequila from Entourage" and promptly put that shit promptly on the list. (Two promptlys)
Nonetheless, PTSOTL will continue to wear this t-shirt all summer, because looking good is more important than being just. We regret the error.
Secondly, PTSOTL inadvertently typed "jaja" into a Facebook chat box this morning when prompted by a friend sending links of dumbs things around the world. I meant to write "haha." Woops. "jj cuz im in bed typing" I said.
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"sleep?
spanish people sleep a lot?!
that's is discrinminatory"
"THEY SLEEP A LOT
AND THEY SAY JAJA INSTEAD OF HAHA
AND NO ITS NOT
ITS A NATIONAL SPORT"
And sure enough, it is indeed. Spain holds napping championship to revive siesta tradition
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Due to an editing error, PTSOTL wrongly claimed that Spanish people do not sleep all the time all day because they're lazy European pussies. It turns out they do. We regret the error.
Furthermore, somewhere along the line a young PTSOTL decided it would be a good idea to go many tens of thousands of dollars in debt for the privilege of talking about books in a room with other young people and learning no marketable job skills whatsoever. We regret the error.
Lastly, due to a boner oversight, sometime thirty some odd years ago two young people in the suburbs of Massachusetts had sex, resulting in the birth of a human male baby, who was subsequently brought into a cruel world indifferent to his, or anyone else's, bodily existence as an empty, joyless husk of meat and bone. We regret their error.
Furthermore, somewhere along the line a young PTSOTL decided it would be a good idea to go many tens of thousands of dollars in debt for the privilege of talking about books in a room with other young people and learning no marketable job skills whatsoever. We regret the error.
Lastly, due to a boner oversight, sometime thirty some odd years ago two young people in the suburbs of Massachusetts had sex, resulting in the birth of a human male baby, who was subsequently brought into a cruel world indifferent to his, or anyone else's, bodily existence as an empty, joyless husk of meat and bone. We regret their error.
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5 comments:
jajajajaja!
that just looks so wrong for some reason.
YEAH BUT YOU LIKE ENTOURAGE
Is that the t-shirt with the sleeves that won't stay down?
It's not not that one
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