There ya go!

No way. We meet all 4. We have worked hard to get here. We keep pushing to save more and to invest more. We are not “rich” but live to a standard we have agreed to live at. Frankly, it angers me to hear people worry about how “rich” we may be. Worry about yourself, and life will be good.

Why not just boil it in plain H2O like with contact lens cases and baby pacifiers? Hang upside down to dry.

hahahahahahahahahahahaha Yee-Haw! You win!

Yeah, that’s just like, yer opinion, Barry.

I agree. There’s something much deeper than sweatpants here. We’ve been baited & switched.

I hate to judge a book by it’s cover but, fuck man:

I don’t want to live in some people’s worlds. Can we all enjoy some shit sometimes? Like hey, having a coffee out on the deck on a sunny morning is a fucking experience. Slugging a horsepill with a glass of water and running out the door so you can text & drive to work is not.

I like drinking an ice cold Gatorade after hard work or exercise. IT TASTES GOOD. Is that a crazy concept?!

Milk? Barf.

Sometimes, I’ll have a stretch where I’ll take a shit every day. Sometimes I go 2-3 times a week. C’est la vie.

He is British though. They aren’t known for haute cusine.

Yeah, she rocked on Suits.

Do you think the other victim is that cousin Amy that is sometime son the show?

Really? No....

Probably pretty astute. I was once a 14 year old boy.

My wife and I wonder this same thing... why isn’t Jana married if this is the path these folks go down in life?

It’s simply symptomatic of the polarized country we live in.

I work with a 60-something that starts every email with: “Dear so-and-so:”

It’s non-critical information to the relationship. Now I’m trying to figure out how many partners I’ve had... walkin’ down memory lane...