midnight rambler
¡Compreme una cerveza!
Erica. Twenty five. Jersey. Taking a machete to this wild jungle of a world.
Erica. Twenty five. Jersey. Taking a machete to this wild jungle of a world.
So I have taken to watching the Yankeeography about the 1998 Yankees, in hopes that it inspires me to shut my trap and stop whining about my team being 0-3 with 159 games to go.
I mean, hey, the Red Sox aren’t doing much better, sooooooo…
Playful Pachyderms
KRAMER: Alright, so there I am at Lorenzo’s - loading up my slice of the fixin’s bar.. garlic, and what-not.. mmm, and I see this guy over at the pizza boxes giving me the stink-eye. So I give hime the crook-eye back, you know.. Then, I notice that he’s not alone! I’m taking on the entire Van Buren Boys!
JERRY: The Van Buren Boys? There’s a street gang named after President Martin Van Buren?
KRAMER: Oh yeah, and they’re just as mean as he was!(via The Van Buren Boys)
(via dailyseinfeld)
