How Fat Monk Syndrome Changed My Life
Monks used to represent every lifestyle I could only dream about and deride myself for being too unfocused to embrace. Now I just feel bad for extreme lifestyle people.
Tag: Observations
In Defense of Mansplaining
What can one do when legitimately tasked with explaining an abstract concept to a woman of demonstrably inferior intelligence?
Guitar Shop Man Doesn’t Want You to Buy a Guitar
Why does Guitar Shop Man seem like he's on a mission to thwart you from buying a new guitar? Because he's scared you'll become a pro and crowd the space even more.
I Already Regret Receiving This Blowjob
Have you ever noticed how confident women are in their ability to give a man oral pleasure? Well ladies, sorry to say, but a lot of you are terrible at blowjobs.
German is a Lazy Language
I get that a lot of languages sound silly when translated literally, but German really takes the cake. Here are ten hilariously adorable German words into English.
Ending “At the End of the Day”
"At the end of the day" is, at the end of the day, one of those phrases like "it is what it is" that we need to eradicate from our daily lives.
I’m an Obnoxious White Hipster Who Never Really Liked Prince, Now What?
I fit every criteria for a stereotypical Prince lover: I'm white, and I'm an obnoxious hipster. But I can't help shrugging and letting out a pithy "meh."
Make Gotham Great Again!
Fear and suspicion of undocumented immigrants has led to a showdown of sorts, with billionaire Bruce Wayne leading the aggression against the alien from Krypton.
Dear Overlord Pence, Of Uterus-Controlling Indiana
You signed a bill backing legislation to effectively control the uteruses (uteri?) of all Indianan women. That means all the women will go to neighboring Iowa now.
10 Cloverfield Lane Wikipedia Plot Summary Review
Clocking in at 512 words, 10 Cloverfield Lane's word count is appropriate for its genre, however its denouement paragraph does linger a bit too long.
Worst Opening Lines from Bad Fiction Novels
Once again, it's time to submit entries to the 31st annual Bulwer-Lytton Bad Fiction Writing contest! This year I'm hoping to be judged insufficient enough to take top prize.
Welcome to McDoctor, May I Take Your Symptoms?
What if going to the doctor was like getting your car washed? You drive in and latch your tires on those rails and the conveyor pulls you into that tunnel.