Finally! It’s taken a while to crawl up the Google hierarchy, but I’m finally getting enough weird search terms to create a monthly post. Since this blog is fairly new, these terms aren’t the greatest, but they’ll still make you wonder....
You, like most Americans, are probably a fat sack of crap. As a former childhood tubbo who has honed his body into godlike physical perfection, I have the authority to yell motivational phrases at you as well as mercilessly make fun of your puny weakling arms or...
Walking through the local college campus is pretty hazardous. I must wear too many black metal shirts because I’m often assaulted by religious guys trying to get me to go to their church. Today I asked myself, “Why would I waste my Sundays hanging out with...
A couple of years ago, my crunchy granola friend Giles hit me up to go rock climbing. Instead of scaling an artificial rock wall like coked-out spider monkeys, Giles suggested that we should attend a yoga class instead. The rusty gears of my internal meathead thought...
Ok bitches! Who’s ready for the rootin’est, tootin’est, gun-shootin’est ‘Merican holiday in the entire country? Not you, otherwise you wouldn’t be reading this Groundhog Day drinking game guide. Time to get day drunk with the East...
