my favorite part in wearing a pair of jeans is seeing the whiskers and honey combs form. when that first shade of lighter blue stars to wear through I get hype.
There were many a late night at work or DJ’ing where I’d be so exasperated and tired and find myself stumbling into Son of a Gun in the 11 o’clock hour mumbling “I’ll have…the…chicken sandwich” to the hostess as I collapsed into an empty chair. The sandwich was my spiritual guide, my refuge…
dont think this was ever uploaded
LOOOOOOOOL forgot about this
Because everyone needs a gif of making ice cream sandwiches on their blog.