Are we human? Or are we dancers?
Are we human? Or are we dancers?
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This is crazy, like, I didn’t even say that and you put it in quotes. One more time to reiterate:
This kind of joke will not exist anymore
I graduated in 2011 and it’s frankly amazing how foreign the current college experience looks to me.
Slightly off topic, but your comment on closets brought back a memory- My mom is a pediatrician, and took overnight call at the local hospital like once or twice a week because it’s a small town. I remember one day she was playing hide and seek with us and disappeared. We found her, in the closet, dead asleep. My dad…
Spot on Barry. Next year the Caps will finally surpass the stumbling point, losing to the Pens in 6 in the Conference Finals.
The Caps: astonishing in defeat, as always
I work with several Penn State grads, and when this topic comes up they will talk nonsense about how no one can be sure of anything. They circle the wagons.
This is a bad comment for a few reasons:
Thank goodness he wasn’t wearing a gas mask full of weed or the NFL might have a real problem.
When a dick-joke specialist has a better grasp on politics and the problems facing America then someone who is (incorrectly) considered an worthy and credible source on the subject,you have reached peak intellectual bankruptcy.