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Journey #2
Journey #1
So, on the train at this oddly pleasant time of day off to see mother and to watch Marley, which is going to be amazing. The four hours of travel are nothing to the shit I’m having to put up with on this journey.
Here is the scene, I managed to secure one of the table seats so I could spread out that little bit more for my work. A hour into my journey, I hear them before I see them. It’s an entire class of retards. Now I’m not talking about the mentally disabled. I’m talking about the youth of england. Who after arriving on the train proceeded to walk the entire length of the carriage, loudly complaining about how ‘all the table seats have one person on it.’ Deal with it. You’re drinking fosters before eight in the morning, don’t fuck with me.
WAR!
Amazing article actually quite interesting but it does cost an arm and a leg
you are honestly the dumbest fucking bitch alive
I paused Lana for this?
(Source: h0ttndanger0us, via thebadboybass)
For a non profit organization, the PokeCenter does surprisingly well.
True.
(via misplacedaspirations)
