My wife and I started dating two months before she thinks we started dating.

Capitalism

This clearly flies in the face of everything that Maxxism stands for. Hell you might as well just go to Lenins & things.

Hair looked great during a DC summer.

I will answer for myself: because their pants don’t get holes in the ass. That’s it. Because I can wear their pants when I work out and they won’t expose my ass. I know, I deserve to be mocked.

Ready Player One is the Family Guy of sci-fi.

It usually isn’t the popular books that become classics. People are excited about them for a while and then they go away. Maybe it’s the English major in me talking, but a classic has to be more than “it was a fun read.” I know people are all excited about stuff like The Martian and Ready Player One but if those books…

As I’ve said elsewhere, I doubt RPO has staying power. It’s just so reliant on dated references I can’t see people reading it as time goes on.

This is Harley.

you forgot do not shit on the subway. I saw a turd on a seat once.

CHRIST SERIOUSLY. Yesterday morning (DC metro) some random lady announces she has a message from Jesus for one of us here, that it’s not too late to get right with him, blah blah blah. Look, lady, I’m trying to read my GD Kindle. Sit down and STFU.

Agreed! Commuting on public transit is stressful enough already, please don’t add to the woes. And for every Tyrese or Brandy singing on the subway, they’ll be like 400 “aspiring” artists doing the same. No.

It’s like the buskers on the Paris Metro who wheeled a goddamn amp onto the carriage and proceeded to shriek through 5 stops before coming up to every individual passenger and sticking their hand under our faces asking for money. You’ve just assaulted my ears and now you want me to pay for the privilege? Fuck off…

Take it from the Police fucking pension fund.

If there is anything I hate more than grown adults singing on transportation it’s groups of children singing anywhere.

YESSSSS!!!!!

No, just a “boring” subway. You can perform your nonsense in the rest of the world.

UGH. The LAST thing I need anyone to do on my commute is start singing. Or playing instruments. This one time in Chicago a jazz band started up.

DO NOT SING ON THE SUBWAY. DO NOT DANCE ON THE SUBWAY. DO NOT DO MAGIC TRICKS ON THE SUBWAY. DO NOT YELL ABOUT YOUR GOD AND OUR DAMNATION ON THE SUBWAY. DO NOT PLAY MUSICAL INSTRUMENTS ON THE SUBWAY.

I may be old fashioned but I also don’t need all that swearing and use of the n word.