12 January, 2008 · 9:39 pm

Queue fury

3 hipster strikes: repeating everything his bro says on the phone, while in a cramped brunch line, and drumming on those patched jeans.

Be the first to like this post.

Enter your comment here...

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

Email (required) (Not published)

Name (required)

Website

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change )

You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change )

You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

	sulochanosho on The meaning of life?
	whenyourun on The right answer
	jonsquared on A hard lesson
	andreakw on Dough!
	joyoftxt on Leaving this life