You know what the worst thing in the entire world is? Texting in the cold. No bullshit. If you gave me an option of texting in the cold or getting waterboarded at Guantanamo I’m taking Guantanamo 10/10 times and I'm a fucking minority, bro! The whole process of taking off my gloves, touching a screen on a freezing cold phone, the phone auto correcting all of my “fuck” to “ducks” and my fingers cracking in the cold is what I’m absolutely dreading the most this winter. Luckily I gots my good peeps over at Muji to keep me laced. Touchscreen gloves, motherfuckers! Now I’ll be all nice and toasty while I blow all of my spending money on drinks at the bar and have to text my mom to transfer lunch money into my checking account so I can Blimpie for the rest of the week.
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