I'm 25 Years Old and I Don't Know What 'Mordant' Means
Its my birthday. I'm now officially old. 25 is the age where if I see in the newspaper that somebody was killed at age 25, I don't think "oh... he was young." Old enough to die, bored enough to keep living.
I'm honoring the day by hanging out with my second favorite bartender from back in
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