Just stop:
…. wearing those ridiculous bug-eyed sunglasses. Unless, of course, you’ve just seen the eye doctor.
… cramming your size 8 body into size 4 jeans. I don’t even want to know why you think this looks okay…
… discussing the ending of Lost as if you have a new theory. It’s not new and for duck’s sake, the point of the whole damn show is that IT ENDED.
… asking me if I think you’re sketchy; the answer is yes, I’m just too yellow to tell you the truth. Except where you wouldn’t see it.
… counting things down. First it was the Lost finale, then it was Memorial Day, now it’s your bloody vacation. Count in your head.
… wearing white pants. I’ve talked about this endlessly, but it’s still happening.
… discussing politics on Facebook. The point of life surely can’t be to surround yourself with one type of person, and by alienating people of different political/social/cultural backgrounds, you’re being both lame and homogeneous.
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