What's your favorite Amy Poehler memory from "SNL?"
Pick a twin.
Choose a Lifebooker deal.
Pick a strain of weed.
When riding the subway, would you rather...
Pick a Weezy track.
When the restaurant bill comes, you suddenly realize you've lost your wallet. What do you do?
Even in a world full of toilets to clean and randos puking on you at ATMs, you get shit DONE. Your ambition will take you places. And no one would guess what a hot latter-day Judy Garland you morph into when you're wasted.
Bearing your soul in a figurative (and often literal) crop top, you're eager to suck out all the marrow of life and encourage your friends to do the same. You can't spell D-O-P-E without Y-O-U. I mean, you could, but why would you want to?