During the weekend, Melissa would constantly refer to downtown fullerton as DTF. Blame it on Superbad to taint my mind so much so that all I heard in my head when she’d say this was, “Pee in Vagee, Down To Fuck.”
I was late to the whole texting world. I didn’t get it until last year, and as a texting rookie, I didn’t understand the whole concept of T9. I would sit there pushing in each letter, one at a time, since I didn’t have one of those fancy shmancy phones with a keyboard. Now that I have figured out the intricacies of T9, I am able to text a lot faster. One thing that bothers me is when it doesn’t know what word I’m trying to say. And also it always thinks I’m typing “wolf” when really I want “woke”. Do that many more people type wolf over woke? I can’t see why. I guess wolves are cool. Like those kids with the wolf t-shirts.
1. I understand your confusion over the wolf vs. woke thing. I hated that shit too. Which is why I always got used to manually spelling things —-cus T9 never understood me. 2. Wolf shirts… they are a go. LAHHB dem.
(518): i googled “the goonies drinking game.” i may be alone, but i’m living the college dream.
So this weekend, I went to some RANDOM ass party. It turns out it was also a COSTUME party, filled with white boys, and girls in trashy, slutty, costume versions of anything and everything. The highlight of my night was when one random guy said, “I like your Goonies shirt” from across the room.
It always bums me out when people dont know who/what The Goonies were.