Speaking of which: I've got a friend that used to work summers at the big midwest skate distro company. He once shared with me the sight of thousands upon thousands of Tensor plastic inserts that will likely never be sold. Every time I hear the work bobo, I think of those. Then I think of Bubo. Then I think of babes in white sheets. Pretty much the whole day is shot from that point.
And back to the gram... Some chick got mad at me today because she labeled a photo #selfie. Every fucking picture this chick posts is a picture of herself. Why start labeling it that now? I pointed that out. She didn't seem to like it. #lonelyasstrick
there's a dud on my facbox that posts mad #selfies. Always the same shots. Camera/phone held above with him looking up at it and 1)smiling 2)sticking his tongue out in metal face 3)fist under chin like the mahfukkin deep thinker 4) frowny face. 10-15 a day sometimes.
he works at JCPenney and some of the shots are from their stockroom, dressing room and even turlet room.