Never having a problem Starbucks can’t fix. TSM.

I aspire to hold my liquor as well as my big does. TSM.

That moment you realize you’re becoming your big. TSM.

Sun’s out, bums out. TSM.

Running out of red, white, and blue paint the quickest. TSM.

Wishing Starbucks delivered. TSM.

Making his mom fall for you even faster than he did. TSM.