Don’t trust nobody. Don’t fight. But if you have to don’t fight a human from Old Westbury. God forbid you make a mistake, don’t think that the school you paid damn near 9,000 for in tuition gives a half of a fuck about you. With that being said I’ve got better plans. Shit happens.
I’m not going to prevent myself from evolving intellectually out of fear that someone might point out that I used to think differently. Well, of course I did, I’ve just come across evidence potent enough to transform my world view in the meantime. I’m not going to stagnate ideologically just for the sake of consistency.
African Dad:it is 7pm now, you went out at 6:54pm. That was 6 minutes ago. 6 times 2 is 12. There are 12 inches in a foot. A foot has 5 toes, so both feet have a total of ten. I think I have ten ribs. God took Adam's rib to create Eve. Eve is a girls name, and it rhymes with weave, you like girls with nice weaves. So you went to see a girl. You have a girl friend. Jesus Christ you want to kill me in this house.
I love it when people are affectionate with me. I like when they always invite me places, or text me, or call call me, I wouldn’t even mind if they blew up my fb wall with hearts and what not. I would rather have that person than someone who makes me text them first all the time and replies back like 10 fucking minutes later.