Um, epic nom nom time? Totes! Awks, but did you peep her hooking up? FML. Today suuu-uucks. Total fail! Just wanna get wasteyface tonight. This will probably be incoherent in the near future, because most slang dies young. But why?
In the New Yorker this week, William Sorensen delves into the strange and amusing world of parental texting. Highlights include: “T4W = Time for whiskey” and “RxV — >BW = Got Viagra prescription, just need Barry White cassettes.”
