If I go in here, and I once again discover a chick sitting on a urinal taking a dump, there’s going to be a problem. It just doesn’t flush.
If I go in here, and I once again discover a chick sitting on a urinal taking a dump, there’s going to be a problem. It just doesn’t flush.
Guests—friends and people you don’t know—come to visit you, and you want to feed them finger food, but neither one of you has any idea where their fingers have been, and they are most likely covered in germs and sin. What do you do? Well, here is a classy little trick that I learned from …
First, they came for the lightbulbs, but I said nothing since I am not a lightbulb.
Since I am not really very good at being around people—I tend to inadvertantly say and do things that horrify them and make them cry—I’m always on the lookout for tips that will make the unsettling aspects of meeting people and engaging them in conversation a little bit easier for me, and for them. One …
Have you ever seen this message when posting a comment on YouTube? I suggested that maybe, as a parent, uploading a video to YouTube that shows your children were idiots for trusting their parents was as much of an indictment of your bad parenting as their stupidity. Google decided to censor my comment. Not by …
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