7. “Feed Me, Seymour” (This is the one I relate to the most!)
At a certain point, everything in the entire world will magically melt away and be reduced to its essential components: your mouth and a box of chicken nuggets. Or pizza. Or a gyro. Essentially anything that Paula Deen would consider an appropriate before-dinner snack is on your menu — all things deep-fried and cheese-smothered is your new best friend. There will even come a moment where you start to run through the increasingly absurd list of things you would do to get to a Taco Bell. “All we have to do is take a 45-minute cab to the 24-hour drive-thru one city over, and we’re golden.” Pro tip: Drunk You would definitely take that cab, and would weep tears of joy whilst inhaling burritos and sipping T. Bell-exclusive Baja Blast Mountain Dew." There are 8 more here! (After reading come back and comment on which one most related to you!)
5 comments:
I'm definitely a Feed Me, Seymour...
I'm the talker
Mr. Moneybags. I learned a long time ago to take only as much as Sober Me is comfortable spending and to leave the credit/debit cards at home.
ohmygod...I'm 4, 5, and wrapped into one...I'll fuck everyone, punch everyone else, but I'll buy everyone a round of shots...lol
Wow, I fit into none of these categories. I'm more the "Say What You Feel" type person where everything is everyone else's fault, I'm always right, and you have to accept my short tone because I'm just being "honest". The next day is usually filled with apologetic posts, emails, and phone calls.
Btw, the guy chugging the mug is brutally hot.
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