J and I are cousins by blood but best friends by destiny (BAHAHA SO CHEESE). When we get together, it is an extensive dissection of interactions - social, physical, intellectual, personal; an eruption of loud uncontrollable laughs as a result of offensive material; a cosmetic experiment with nail polish, lip gloss, and other aesthetic fancies; an experience of basic, exotic, and usually spicy culinary concoctions; and ultimately, a boisterous affair that should be documented by all means. (And "by all means", I mostly mean Instagram, goddamn lazy man's Twitter.)
I think I just exhausted my vocabulary. Thank god for Urban Dictionary and the thousands of dollars that J and I both spent acquiring our useless English minor and major, respectively...pinky up.
I promise to update regularly and swear minimally. Hold me to that.
Here we go!
|What a couple of clowns.|