I can sort of get past the brain damage and grotesque injuries, but I can’t fucking stand replay from the National Football League.
I can usually have a good night if I can just get my drugs right. It’s not as easy as it sounds.
Don’t look. Tell me what color your dishwasher is.
After several years of a happy relationship with my iPhone 6, one day it was just over. I can hardly stand to look it in the eye.
This religious zest for drug purity in sports is bullshit at it’s best.
Humans are “de-evolving” into their tiny little bird brains.
I started this bullshit to cut down on my email. I wanted to just send a link and not have to deal with ten’s of email replies. Brillant.