Canada: Still a Democracy, Barely
Stephen Harper's majority government has been running Canada for over two weeks now and I’m still using the metric system, so I guess the world didn't really come to an end.
Stephen Harper's majority government has been running Canada for over two weeks now and I’m still using the metric system, so I guess the world didn't really come to an end.
There's a method to reading and understanding all those rejection email and letters from potential employers. Here's what some of the most well-known rejection lines REALLY mean.
The gentleman's club stripper will sit next to you and gab like she's actually interested in you. And she won't shut her cock-trap up until you ask for a lap dance.
After a semester of keg stands and Taco Bell free-for-alls, you are completely unprepared for the final exam. You have but one choice left: find someone to cheat off of.
From the moment you wait half an hour for a drink, to avoiding a meathead fight on the dance floor, to stepping over vomit at the exit, you couldn't wait to leave the bar/club.
I have outlined the similarities between jobs and the lovely women in my dating pool. Please don't pee in it, you'll wash off their makeup.
After Part 1, I still have several Facebook "friends" left that I'd like to alienate, so I will make my point again by ripping apart more annoying posts about kids I've seen recently.
It doesn't matter how insanely hot your girlfriend is—inside every beautiful woman is a teeming mass of insecurity. Which is where the time-honored tradition of trash-talking strangers comes in.
Libya is like a hot fat chick. We want to mess around with her, but we're not comfortable admitting it to anyone. Libya is like our latest night booty call ever.
A woman may be as beautiful as a jewel-encrusted diamond, but on the inside, she's as ugly as the elephant man swimming in a big fucking puddle of diarrhea.
Even worse than pointless status updates are ridiculous quizzes. Stop spending your Saturday nights trying to find out "What's Your Sexual Style."
A realistic assessment of you, the asshole customer, from the perspective of the most under-appreciated people in a restaurant, the kitchen staff.