Where you at edition
dog, where’s our invite?
I miss my Broome street apartment. I tried to hold it when we moved to Philly but the scumbag sublessor got sneaky and went to the realtor behind our backs. Dickhead fuck you. No sike, it’s cool. He doesn’t even live there anymore.
Goddamn that river is brown. Chill bruv, no diss, just a little banter about your brown river.
Oh I forgot to put it on earth: