Grin, Part 3
Paul faces off against Lucy and Jack (the man who slept with his wife) in a final moment of escalated drama.
Paul faces off against Lucy and Jack (the man who slept with his wife) in a final moment of escalated drama.
The anger inside Paul comes to a head, and he reaches for his weapon of choice to use on his cheating best friend.
Jack fucked my wife. He fucked my wife and I never would've guessed. Why would I, though? Jack didn't need to fuck my wife.
What do you get when you combine lots of pot, a dozen Krispy Kreme donuts, and the encouragement of strangers? Love sick, duh.
Any seasoned stoner will tell you they've seen some strange shit. Very few of those stoners can put those things into a coherent article.
If you thought the Mini-Feed was bad news, wait 'til you learn how useless a Facebook application can get. Smells like MySpace in here.
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Behind all the glitz, girls and glamour of a rap video, there's a team of dedicated visionaries whose elaborate scripts never materialized.
The man behind the dashingly handsome yet chronically bitter face of the YouTube Critic reveals himself and his ghost writing methods.
Navigating the rednecks, teenie bopppers, and obese people at an amusement park is like a crazy ride in itself. Here's how to cope.
It's obvious you've succeeded at staving off death (thus far), but could you speed things up (the treadmill) and dress the part (athletic gear)?
Will you step up to the plate in the name of excessive quantities of milk, NyQuil, THC, Taco Bell and 40s? I sure hope so...pussy.