Glad I’m not alone on the saxophone hate. It’s an instrument invented by the devil sporting a mullet.
Glad I’m not alone on the saxophone hate. It’s an instrument invented by the devil sporting a mullet.
Yeah, other WYTS columns include jokes; this one is just a list of facts.
I believe the correct jargon used by the kids these days is, “yeet”
Like everything else in St. Louis, their pizza is an abomination unto our lord and savior.
“If you wanted chicken you should have gone somewhere good, you piece of shit” is how I end all of my emails.
Any other fast food item is to be binged in a disgusting display shortly after purchase and then thrown away out in the dumpster so your spouse does not see what you’ve done again
I like how everyone is rattling off their bullshit regional chain restaurants. That’s against the rules, you don’t get to say the clearly better quality product holds up better than national stadium sponsoring size fast food fuckshacks.
I thank my lucky stars that I have not grown up to be the kind of person who cares whether my pizza is cut into squares or wedges.
Nearly everyone restaurant in Chicago that isn’t a national chain cuts its thin crust pizza into squares. This is the proper way to cut pizza.
The Probe was a cool car (for its time) with a terrible name and the burden of being considered a Mustang replacement at one point. Man, I haven’t seen one of those in forever.
Irish dentists, I would think.
They’re also more durable.
Any drive-thru, in front of me:
When I asked my mom about Nash Bridges, she told me to “fuck off.”
You’re a real piece of work, McNulty.
Few people seem to know that. It’s Jameson for me mate!
Can’t have that.
The Sex Cannon, hell yeah
Devin Hester taking it to the house on the first play of the Super Bowl was the most joy I have ever felt as a Bears fan. Shame they had to end the game right after that play and nothing else happened.