COME BACK HERE. WHY YOU BREAK MY HEART INTO PIECES?
WHERE YOU GO? OUT WITH BOY?
WHAT YOU DO? WHEN YOU COME HOME?
… GO THEN. PUT SALT INTO THE FIELDS OF MY LOVE FOR YOU.
I’M SORRY. I’M NOT TRYING TO BE RUDE. I GET THE GIGGLES LIKE THIS WHENEVER I’M IN WICKER PARK. WHY ARE YOU DRINKING A PBR TALLBOY?
FIRST OF ALL YOU HAVE ABOUT $2500 WORTH OF TATTOOS. SECONDLY, THOSE BOOTS COST $400. YOU KNOW HOW I KNOW THAT? BECAUSE IT’S ALMOST 2012 AND WE ALL HAVE THE INTERNET NOW. YOU INCLUDED. IT’S RIGHT THERE ON THE IPHONE 5 YOU’RE ABOUT TO TAKE INSTAGRAM PHOTOS OF YOUR BIKE WITH.
ALSO, WITH ALL YOUR ‘SICK’ UPGRADES THAT’S A $2300 BICYCLE. I BOUGHT MY CAR FOR $1500.
JUST IRON YOUR SHIRT AND ORDER A CHIMAY. YOU’RE NOT POOR.
