- the flyers
- to the
- fucking THRASHERS
- HOW THE FUCK
A slow news day has resulted in volume two of the “SEPTA Chronicles” coming from Chris, one of your humble narrators on this journey we call LOLadelphia.
I was headed down to a Phillies game in late April of last year. Because I don’t like to drive down to the games, I decided to take the Broad Street Line like I usually do from Fern Rock all the way down to Pattison (err…AT&T Station).
While riding underneath North Philadelphia, a young boy aged 10-14 got on the subway at Erie Station holding a styrofoam box of food. He sits down and begins eating these hot wings that are completely drenched in sauce and stinking up the entire train car. Pretty much everyone in the train car is watching this kid eat the hot wings, as he is licking the sauce off his fingers constantly and throwing the bones on the floor.
As we approached Girard Station, the train came to a rather abrupt stop, and this kid was forced to grab on to the support pole. Now, because he had just finished a wing, this meant that support pole now contained some of the wing sauce. The kid looks both ways as if he is about to cross the street and begins LICKING THE SAUCE DIRECTLY OFF THE POLE. While many on the subway were grossed out (and rightfully so), an older African-American man sitting across the aisle remarks, “Hey young bul, I don’t think you should be licking that jawn.” The experience made me not want to eat hot wings for a while. By the way, the Phillies won the game.
- reading ghost stories
- phone rings
And pretty much treating americans like it’s their fault for pronouncing things differently and we’re all stupid. this is how we grew up pronouncing things and they’ve been like this deal with it. So yeah, I like the UK english spellings for most words better than the American spellings, but really we can’t control the fact it’s a standard for our words like color, honor, favorite, etc to be spelled without a U. AND WOW WE CALL IT HARRY POTTER AND THE SORCERER’S STONE SORRY WE DIDN’T KNOW IT WAS PHILOSOPHER’S STONE OUR BAD. Fuck off seriously. And we call them fries, you call them chips, and we call them chips and you call them crisps. Excuuuuuuuuse us. I don’t even like american culture that much but it still annoys me. Maybe I’m just being dramatic and easily offended, but I just really hate when people act like they’re better than me for reasons I can’t control. like #1 pet peeve. /pointless rant.
not pointless! i love this :)
I’m British, but I can totally see where you’re coming from. The only reason I dislike having different spelling of words etc. is that when you’re typing and it says the British spelling is wrong, but that’s easily rectified :P
Oh oh this this omg
HAHAHSDOIHSOD THIS IS A BAD IDEA.
Im re-re-re-reading will grayson will grayson because I NEED MOAR JOHN GREEN IN MY LIFE. and no joke, when ever tiny cooper’s name comes up i think “WTF, no that’s caties name”…thanks…thanks a heap.
^my emotions on the inside.
*the chronicles of Byron’s First Week On Tumblr
I believe i am now…addicted…to tumblr….HEY WHO ELSE SHOULD I FOLLOW. My friend refered me to about 19847293847293874 tumblr’s relating to HP and glee. I need variety.
* this was submitted by Byron because he doesn’t fucking know how to work Tumblr yet
YOU WANT TO ASK ME THINGS NOT SUBMIT THEM herpderppewp idk i don’t even know i follow 470/+ people bish
THAT THEY DO.