IT’S NOT BRUNCH IF IT HAPPENS BEFORE NOON, YOU ASSHOLES. you’re not eating brunch at 930 in the morning, boo. you are straight up having BREAKFAST. don’t be cute, just because you’re still drunk and there’s eggs on the table that doesn’t mean you’re eating brunch. i know you want an excuse to put vodka in your oj before the sun is even all the way up, and that excuse is just going to have to be “alcoholism” unless you wait until at least eleven-fucking-thirty.
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bitches gotta eat
go read the whole thing. seriously.
“WHAT THE FUCK IS THE POINT OF LISTENING TO YOUR STUPID PROBLEMS ALL THE TIME IF I STILL HAVE TO GET UP HELLA EARLY AND PUT SHOES ON TO GET BREAKFAST, BRO.”