Jon Favreau, man.
via Millie, via Amy.
The man simply does not age.
Mystery
JOu: that sounds nasty
: hahah but i hate dr. pepper
M: WHAT
: what……….
: i say, what?
JOu: yea man dr pepper is nasty hahah
M: WTF wtf
: it’s the greatest soda there is!
JOu: lol!
: yea i don’t like it
: reminds me of jaegar or somethin..
M: dude, i cannot get over this
: everyone loves dr pepper!
: the “flavor” that is dr pepper is like one of the world’s greatest mysteries
JOu: are you sure
: i dont like it
: i dont think patty likes it either
(via quote-book)
I wish there was a song called “Nguyen and Ari,” a little ditty about a hardworking Vietnamese girl who helps her parents with the franchised Holiday Inn they run, and does homework in the lobby, and Ari, a hardworking Jewish boy who does volunteer work at his grandmother’s old-age home, and they meet after school at Princeton Review. They help each other study for the SATs and different AP courses, and then, after months of studying, and mountains of flashcards, they kiss chastely upon hearing the news that they both got into their top college choices. This is a song teens need to inadvertently memorize. Now that’s a song I’d request at Johnny Rockets!
—excerpt from Is Everyone Hanging Out Without Me? (And Other Concerns), Mindy Kaling
