Gather round, children. I’ve had a life changing epiphany. I finally get why the sizes at Starbucks are so effing weird. You know what I mean, right? Like, how “grande” would actually be “large” compared to the smaller size they call a “tall”. But then that can’t be right, ‘cause they’ve got the “venti” – which is actually what we consider the biggest – so it makes negative zero sense.. Read More
“We tortured some folks” -POTUS
You’ve gotta love Obama. Man after my own heart, really. And nothing could reinforce this fact more than his recent commentary in which he enacted one of my most fond go-to weapons when I wanna apologize but not really: the timeless tool of descriptive rohypnol for the purposes of spiking a half assed concession or mea culpa into a nice warm cup of WTF with a teaspoon of “it ain’t.. Read More