Step aside, Rich Kids of Instagram. Go sip some Dom Pérignon on your dad’s yacht off the Italian Coast with your bratty friends. You think money buys you happiness, but I challenge you to have more fun than I do rolling 10 deep in a ’96 MasterCraft, tearing through the no-wake zone with a cooler of Bud Heavy at my side. You can’t. Fuck your private chef, too. The bait shop next to the public boat ramp has a taco stand out front that’ll blow the fedora off your head.
Here are the Middle Class Kids of Instagram, balling hard on a budget:
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Damnit I’m middle class with a 98 jeep but damn I live good. Doesn’t matter if I’m rich or poor haha. Enjoy the little things.
Damnit I’m middle class with a 98 jeep but damn I live good. Doesn’t matter if I’m rich or poor haha. Enjoy the little things.
10 years ago at 8:23 amYou ate a lot of paint chips as a kid, didn’t you?
10 years ago at 11:15 amIt’s only a matter of time now till the Feds find Dorn’s “Middle School Kids of Instragram”
10 years ago at 10:40 amThis might be the most depressing thing I look at all day.
10 years ago at 11:14 amI always get nervous when I see a TFM article that includes the word, “kids,” in the title, and see that it was posted by Dorn.
10 years ago at 11:18 amI just want to point out that Arlington is a really great track! I went there all the time as a kid!
10 years ago at 11:18 pm