Practicing Communism in Everyday Situations
We all are truly Communists, but sometimes we lose sight of that and accidentally become corporations. You're better than that, pseudo-intellectualists.
We all are truly Communists, but sometimes we lose sight of that and accidentally become corporations. You're better than that, pseudo-intellectualists.
Before pedophiles and criminals ruined internet hookups, there was a time when you could parlay pithy dialogue with girls on AOL into actual "romantic" encounters.
We all tried to act naturally as we each desperately tried to cultivate that aloof, detached demeanor associated with watching a sexual scene with one's family.
I was sitting in the waiting room playing Angry Birds on my phone to distract myself, thinking back on how all of this had started: simple goodbye sex.
The tree was right there the whole time, but it had never before occurred to me that this tree's purpose was to be climbed. And who wants to disappoint a tree?
Anna-Shaleen relations rapidly deteriorated during our first lunch shift. I realized I'd officially gotten on her bad side when the question of gun control was raised.
I strive to avoid two things: inconvenience and brainless idiots. Yet somehow I managed to find a place with both under the same roof: Oil Can Henry’s.
"Oh my dear sweet literal fuck that is a volcano I am on a volcano oh fuck a volcano is steaming under my feet and I am not a lucky person I am going to die!"
The number one rule of bullshitting: If you know you don't have the tools or experience, think of someone who does and pretend to be them.
With your know-how of American tax code, you end up saving the Joneses seventeen dollars and a mandatory Dane Cook concert. If only that was reward enough.
All I wanted to do was to use the bathroom and get back on the road, but a lovely woman working the breakfast station approached me and said, "Come grab a bite."
I'm Vice Principal Rudd. Welcome to Porter Potter Elementary School's annual Spring Thing Carnival, honoring the founding father of our fair city, the inventor of the PortoPotty.