I CAN’T HEAR YOU WE’RE BREAKING UP!
I was leaving a decent relationship with really bad internet for a bad relationship with really decent internet.
I was leaving a decent relationship with really bad internet for a bad relationship with really decent internet.
Kids who had race car beds probably grew up to work in finance with an inflated ego, a coke habit, and wildly premature ejaculation issues. But for that moment in third grade, they were gods.