I have bullshitted my way through almost two decades of life
In 2nd grade there was this boy in my class named Peter and I could never figure out if he was a boy or a girl because he had long hair and wore overalls and when I asked him he was like “I’m a boy why do people keep asking me if I’m a girl!” and then the substitute was like “I see a pretty little girl in the back who needs to stop talking” and I think the expression on Peter’s face is what could only be described as 300% done.
- Doctor: Okay, so what's wrong, how are you feeling?
- Me: *Looks at mom waiting for her to explain*
Remember when they were going to censor the internet?
Remember when people cared about Kony?
Remember when people did the cinnamon challenge?
Remember when everyone played Temple Run?
Remember the Alamo?
Remember the Titans?
remember who you are
The trick is to not let people know how really weird you are until it’s too late for them to back out.