But here’s the reality: You’re not going anyplace special, because the world doesn’t care about you. Where you are going is: into bankruptcy, crushed under mountains of student debt.
But here’s the reality: You’re not going anyplace special, because the world doesn’t care about you. Where you are going is: into bankruptcy, crushed under mountains of student debt.
I’ll put in my two fish for One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish.
Seriously. The criticism here appears to be, “It’s a terrible book because it’s too often gifted to high school and college graduates and also, too, the world is a bad and lonely place waaaaaaaah...”
Man screw you. I like Fox in Socks.
Oh, the Places You’ll Go! is probably Dr. Seuss’s best book (well written, well paced, not overly sentimental, it’s great), and it’s ridiculous to hold some graduation cliche against the book itself. Stupid to give it to a graduate, of course. But for a kids book, it doesn’t get any better.
In the above Gomes-Crisp fight, the picture of Coco dodging a punch from James Shields is great:
“Ceci n’est pas un combat”
Vikings PR Flack: Hey, AP, we’re thinking about tweeting out this picture. What do you think?
AP: I’m going to switch things up.
Women have a tough outer shell that must be broken through with a penis.
Penises are notoriously bad at picking up on verbal or nonverbal clues as they have no independent sensory organs.
“One down, nobody on, bottom of the fifth here at Busch Stadium, as Deadspin Commenter steps up to the plate.”
Told this before but: Parents came up visiting day. Once they had us hopped up on red dye#whatever from the pistachios and sugar high on “Now or Laters” they announced that when we came home , mommy and daddy would no longer be living together. But I’m not bitter and I look forward to people’s stories of bunk raid…
I am a hard core bibliophile and sometimes find amazing books at my local book shack (a hut you can find at some garbage dump where folks will donate their books). I once found a beautiful, exceptionally well preserved copy of The Letters to Emil Bernard published in 1911 by Ambroise Vollard. A first edition. And all…
Looking forward to many more redzone interceptions
dearest good friend: