Jesu's.

I don't know about New York State laws, but having to work in Buffalo must be some sort of UN violation.

Also, "Don't LITERALLY be so AWKWARD and FUCKING BORING. I'm so FUCKING tired of that."

-Talking "about last night"

I hate being told no

Hey, did anyone else notice this excerpt:

I wonder how many people believe that they have a poor moral compass.

Two self-centered, pretty people who've been coddled all their lives are stunned to find the person they married lacks any character, personality, or the ability to love someone other than themselves. In 1980, this was shocking. Today, its celebrated...

There were seriously only one or two of those women whose faces weren't paralyzed to the point that they weren't signalling emotions in a natural way. It's cool if it worked well for you and it's fine if these ladies are happy with who they are and how they look. But don't try to convince anyone that their expressions…

Yep, happened all the time on my co-ed soccer teams. The ladies not showing up, that is, although probably not because of sexy time. I'm too incompetent for that.

Usually the performance artist's parents.

He's probably just doing this for a Reaction, and by that I mean some items from Kenneth Cole's 2014 collection.

Look, people are finding new ways every day to be stupid. Let's applaud the fact that he discovered a new one and shared it with us.

...that's she's "smart" enough to have big boobies and a flat belly?

a woman who you can easily carry would mostly likely have great difficulty supporting you at all if you suffered an injury. That prerequisite is ridiculous.

The fact that you say you don't know why people would want to work less makes me think you don't work. I like my job, but 40 hours a week is far more than enough time to spend "enjoying" it.

Your second paragraph is fighting with your first paragraph.

Because the vast majority of people do not have the privilege of working a job that they love and, frankly, virtually no job is better/more fun/more satisfying than time off with friends and family.

First of all, I'm saddened to hear this news - my condolences to the Warrior's wife & daughters in this hard time.
I've got quite the Ultimate Warrior story for all of you. When I was in 6th grade, I lived in Foster City, California - just a little South of San Francisco. Every month or two, when the WWF would make…