“Whatevah, man.”
I found a certain image on 9GAG just now and laughed so hard I made weird, disgusting sounds. Oh, check it out yorself:
Funny thing is, I remember stepping on a Yankee gnome (broke it into pieces) in a friend’s frontyard sometime last year and not even feeling sorry. When he found out it was me, I was like, “Whatevah, man.”
Here I'm talking to myself. To remind myself about things because I'm a forgetting person. I don't give a damn what people think. If you read this and you think this is about you, well, you’re an egocentric brat who thinks the world revolves around you. Either that or you’re right. You think I'm posting rude stuff. Wait till you read the ones I don't post.
