I like trains.

I still don’t get how he is famous, the best thing he did was getting lost on a jetski for hours.

Tinder explained with a picture.

That’s the best part of the night, drunkenly wandering around the empty streets, hoping you have enough in you to make it to your own property, sometimes you make it, sometimes you sleep under a pedestrian swing bridge untill the sun comes up and you emerge out like a whisky soaked troll scaring the mid morning joggers.

They still gotta get to class on time.

I wouldn’t say I love murdering, but it is a neat little hobby to pass the time.

Is Trumps orange face some sort of contagious skin disease?