Today, whilst in textual communication with the "Discount" half of Discount Knowledge, genius happened. And by golly. We're going to trend the shit out of it.
D is just texting away sending me her usual novel 12-incher recaps of her log dropping sesh on the porcelain god, or just the last fifteen minutes I missed, when suddenly and unexpectedly she misspelled lawl. As in, LAWL, as in, LOL, as in, I'm laughing now outwardly. Her iPhone spelt it PAWL.
Do me a favor and say the word PAWL. It's like fucking Swiss. You can't say that shit without a smile. PAWLAWLAWLAWLAWL. So hilarious. I hated lawl. But pawl...... Oh..... That's some bomb ass dank ass purp scurp.
I'm not sure what the kids are into these days. Hash tags, hash browns, hash, tshirts, tbags. But whatever your hash of choice is- HASH THIS. Use Pawl in replace of awkward turtles, awkward flagpoles, or awkward drum sets. Use it for laughter, in replace of lawl, lul, lol, jk, ha, haha, oh fucks, tits, and even yes or no. It's like Aloha. Hello? Goodbye? Ya never know.
#pawl
DJ pawly D,
Discount Pawl-edge
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