TFW all of a sudden you experience an increase in red dots across all your socials and you mistake your newfound popularity for the feigned interest of The Rents.
The Rents take an artificial and outsized interest in your mundane posts this time of year because they want you to cancel that cruise and catch two connections so you can have dry turkey and iced tea on the couch like God intended, in memory of the Fifth Commandment (the one about mum and dad).
The Rents take an artificial and outsized interest in your mundane posts this time of year because they want you to cancel that cruise and catch two connections so you can have dry turkey and iced tea on the couch like God intended, in memory of the Fifth Commandment (the one about mum and dad).
Bro, why are you on your phone so much right now?
Bro, my socials are blowing up. So many dots.
What did you post?
A picture of my sandwich.
Let me see.
Oh, Bro. Thanksgiving is next week. This is a parental notification.
Bro, my socials are blowing up. So many dots.
What did you post?
A picture of my sandwich.
Let me see.
Oh, Bro. Thanksgiving is next week. This is a parental notification.