I’m passive aggressively letting you know that I’m not concerned with your life’s mundane activities anymore. I’m aggressively letting you know that I’m over you. You talk about your baby too much. I don’t have a baby, so this makes no sense to me. Don’t be offended, it’s more like a hobby that I don’t ...
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Play Jenga. It’s really anticlimactic when you play yourself. Go to a farmer’s market on a Sunday. Seriously, go without a cute girl. “Yeah, just pickin’ up my organic blueberries. You, uh…you come to this…stand…often?” It’s like a really, really refined creepy. Pronounce words like acai, or have any idea what that is. For some ...
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