Artificial sweeteners all taste like sweaty butthole. End of argument.

“in my mind” I didn’t rape anybody is a real Cosby-level excuse

My aunt and her partner live there and run a business. I can’t tell you how many times they’ve considered packing up and leaving because they hate the Spring Break scene so much. My grandparents own a condo there so that family can visit them any time, and we never, ever go any time during the spring. I’m taking my…

As a former resident of the New Orleans’ French Quarter I sooo feel your pain. Living in a tourist economy is a unique kind of bullshit.

Based on all these fucked up news reports coming out of Panama City, I think I’d feel safer in a pitch-black parking lot beside a poorly secured prison than anywhere on that beach.

Also a possibility - We still live in an age where a LOT of people think that it’s ok to have sex with a girl when she’s passed out, and that that isn’t rape.

I'm really depressed by how delighted I am that the police did their job.