M8T9
M8T9 is when you’re too lazy to spell it right, but you still think you’re the best at everything and also have a weird obsession with numbers.
M8T9, you’re like a dog who thinks he’s a cat and still barks at the mailman.
M8T9, you said you’d bring the drinks, but you showed up with a soda and a question.
M8T9, you’re like a pizza that’s been left out in the sun and still thinks it’s fresh.