Papas don’t let your babies grow up to read Bullshit
I learned recently that several fathers have let their children read this Bullshit. I’m seriously thinking about calling Child Protective Services.
Back in the US, Back in the US, Back in the USTA
I’ve ranted, raved and complained like a 2-year-old with no cookie about the United States Tennis Association. And just when I thought I was out for good, they pulled me back in.
The Metamorphosis — Bullshit Style
Jesus was sitting with him at bar in the Third World Club when the first signs of a metaphorical exoskeleton started to cover the douchebag millennial’s body.
