Niemand:
Der Skype-Chat von boringMel und mir:
"DaMn DaNieL, bAcK aT iT aGaiN WiTh ThE wHiTe VaNs"
"FuCk yA, cHiCkEn StRiPs"
"I dOn't CaRe ThAt YoU bRoKe YoUr eLbOw"
"I'mMa BaD bEtCh, Ya CaN't KiLL mEh"
"I tHoUgHt YoU wErE aMeRiCaN"
"ThEy GoT GiNa"
"Hi, I'm JaReD, I'm NiNeTeEn AnD I dOn'T kNoW hOw To FuCkiNg ReAd"
"hUrRiCaNe KaTriNa? MoRe LiKe... HuRriCaNe ToRtiLLa"
Vine-Referenzen regieren.
YOU ARE READING
I'M FRESH TO DEATH, I'M IN THE ZONE - I CHECKED MY HEAD, BUT NO ONE'S HOME
RandomDieses Buch ist so 'ne Art "Ich rante über mein shittiges, eigentlich ganz geiles und langweiliges Leben"-Dings. Während ich das erste Kapitel schrieb, hörte ich "Party By Myself" von Hollywood Undead. Deshalb auch der Titel. :D
