mister

The year is 2007. You downloaded Dr. Dre’s chronic album on your iPod touch as a 13yo. It just so happens your name is also Andre. You listen to the shit out of the album over the next few years. Fast forward to 2012. Instagram just came out. You’re sitting there debating if it’s cool to call myself Dr.Dre as my handle on this cool new app. A lightbulb ticks, my iPhone 4 can use the internet. You google search “Mr”. You see “mister” and it all makes sense. — misterdre

Oh my gosh, did you see misterdre in his bmw e30