Wearing Shirts With Stupid Sentences on Them.
Sometimes people think it's funny to wear dumb things, and it's only funny when you are wearing it as a joke for like two minutes, but only maybe. Most of the time it's a no go.
If I saw someone wearing this I'd assume they were fat. I know you are trying to disguise your man boobs with words, but we all see them. No matter how big those words are we all notice them bouncing when you move in any manner.
Care too much about Cars.
There are things that I don't care about, on the top of that list is Cars. I don't care if your car goes fast. I don't care if your car has a neato paint job (unless it's painted with jellyfish, cause I think that would be cool). If you tell me the make of your car I will think you said the following: blah blah blah car stupid lame blah bloop. The only reason you should know about cars is to help me when something bad happens to my crap bag car such as: needing oil changes, flat tire, and other things that can go wrong with cars.
Of course a guy with that car would have jorts.
Have YOLO as your life Moto.
I discovered what YOLO meant this summer (I'm not a teen, I don't get these things, K?) You know what is dumb? Screaming YOLO when you are about to do something that is dangerous. Don't you see how stupid that is. "I'm going to take 10 shots of tequila! YOLO." Yeah you dummy, you only live once and then you die. So here's the deal maybe when you take 10 shots of tequila you should yell: I hope I don't only live once because I could die.
Liking Computer Music.
When the main lyric of your music is WHOMP WHOMP DIDIDIDUDD that is a problem, because then when the actual lyrics starts it's usually has something to do with an ass or Patron or falling in love with a stripper. What happened to people playing real life instruments? People now use their farts they record into the computer and morph into a whomp sound. The pain I feel for the world. And also who thinks it's okay to have a haircut like this (it's only okay on cute girls):
Don't do these things, k?
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