Claiming to have gotten strictly genetic traits from your big. TSM.

Saturday night being both the reason you can’t and the reason you must go to church on Sunday. TSM.

It’s not a senior event if no one’s drunk. TSM.

“Apparently, he’s afraid of you.” TSM.

“I admire how you can compliment someone and insult them at the same time.” TSM.

“We have to go out tonight. I did my hair.” TSM.

I’m not a bitch with an attitude problem. I’m just a bitch with an attitude and you have a problem with it. TSM.

Going to the gym, only to realize you accidentally grabbed a water bottle filled with vodka. TSTC.