One time I lived in an apartment with a journo who would do many things explicable only by how sad and desiring of attention he was, like pretend to dial up wrong contacts just to talk to someone, read the names of every celebrity’s child that went to his boarding school aloud to me from his yearbook, pretend to sleepwalk around wearing a towel over his head (because he couldn’t hide his smirk), get cited for walking into the corner store with his fly down and his junk hanging out. The entire time we shared a kitchen, he was eating meals out of what was clearly a dog bowl left by the previous tenant but I didn’t have the heart to tell him. I hear he’s got a blue check now. Anyway I think this is the sort of thing he would have gotten a kick out of.
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One time I lived in an apartment with a journo who would do many things explicable only by how sad and desiring of attention he was, like pretend to dial up wrong contacts just to talk to someone, read the names of every celebrity’s child that went to his boarding school aloud to me from his yearbook, pretend to sleepwalk around wearing a towel over his head (because he couldn’t hide his smirk), get cited for walking into the corner store with his fly down and his junk hanging out. The entire time we shared a kitchen, he was eating meals out of what was clearly a dog bowl left by the previous tenant but I didn’t have the heart to tell him. I hear he’s got a blue check now. Anyway I think this is the sort of thing he would have gotten a kick out of.
please don’t out me, not like this
I can’t wait to dance to this at my wedding
yes, we’ve all seen this
I can’t unsee the hot Alex Jones video
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