Annoying

I've been in California for almost a week now, and I'm annoyed.

No one is rude, no disgusting hobos yell at me for having bangin tits and, most disappointing, the gutters are NOT littered with Georgi bottles.

In fact, I don't even think they make Georgi on the west coast.

DAMN. SHAME.

What's the point of waking up every morning if your nostrils don't burst into flames upon exiting your apartment with the sweet hot lava smells of Georgi? Since the hobos in New York have no teeth, they have no barrier to keep that angelic smell trapped in their mouths. Oh well.

I'm also disappointed because the sidewalk doesn't smell like baked urine over here. There are no dog poop landmines waiting to explode on some asshole hipster's shoes. Preferably ones that look like this.

I have to stop now because looking at that picture made me want to kill myself.