I'm Hyena and I have stupid hormones and a mane. I blog about things and Glee. Mostly Glee. Klaine is good.
I like Italian food, Utz cheese balls, big cities, and critical hits.
Tourist: Could you give us directions to Olive Garden?
New Yorker: No, but I could give you directions to an actual Italian restaurant.
New Yorker laughs so hard he falls over in the street. This is the funniest thing he's ever said. As the tourist looks on in wonder, a lone tear slides down the New Yorker's face. Nothing he ever says will ever compare to this one shining moment of hilarity.