Don't Drink, Don't Smoke, What Do You Do?

[a_rockstar]

I've been working like it's my job. "It is your job!" you're thinking, but not if they don't pay you. I'm also not sure it classifies as work if your bosses only show up once a week and when they do they tell you to take as many books as you want and discuss emo bands with you. I swear, I am incapable of finding one grown-up or professional

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[thewarrior]

Bunny and Bear made an accident.

[a_rockstar]

Now I have DOLL.

[gasbreakhonk4]

Emo-band-discussing bosses?

DDR-challenging-asian coworkers?

You need real jobs. This is ridiculous.

[a_rockstar]

But really, what I am I going to DO with my life?

I'm not prepared for anything.

It's time for me to open my own company. Shoe design? Singing telegrams? I'm up for anything.

[tapatee]

that is incredibly funny/ironic/weird.

in 8th grade, the person who beat me at limbo (at my sort of graduation dance called the "8th grade social") was a kid named matt chun. ASIAN LIMBO INVASION!!!!

yeah, eerie.

[a_rockstar]

That is WEIRD. Do you think it was an SMA thing? SMA! ALL THE WAY! S-M-AAA!

We should form a dance team and use our snappy foot-steps to challenge Asian men around the world.

We could call ourselves LIMBO REVENGE, in light of our past difficulties.

[savvy_sauce]

...sudden innuendos follow, must be something inside?
What the hell happened to Adam Ant? Did he become a religious recluse like Bettie Page or something?

[a_rockstar]

It seems like you're on the right track. I'm pretty sure he joined a cult. Or the circus. Or those people that sell juicers on infomercials. Come to think of it, they probably are a cult.

A sad thing: Kate and Laure both spend a ridiculous amount of time in the city of Boston, yet are two ships passing on the T, too busy selling books and making films about dead squirrels to hang out.

I'm just going to have to move in with you.