I recently ordered an FC Cincinnati jersey for my brother-in-law to pay up for a bet. The online checkout was ready to charge me Hamilton County sales tax to ship it to him. I shipped it to my brother in Covington, KY, just to avoid putting any more money in that ass-pimple Mike Brown’s wallet.

Choco Sodas from Peru, which are essentially chocolate-covered saltines. Delish.

It happened to me last fall, and I fell for it. I called the rental company afterwards when I realized what had happened, and pleaded to be refunded. Eventually, they offered me a 50% refund of the upgrade fee, which I took. Then I filed a complaint with Better Business Bureau. Eventually the company refunded me the…