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I’m a bit of a superhero, if you think about it. I’ve got all sorts of bottle openers on me at all times.
There’s no way you’re shouting “SEX ON THE BEACH, PLEASE” over the too loud music.
Remind yourself that you don’t even like Aperol that much and that everyone who says they do is probably lying, at least a little.
Find a wedge that’s been subjected to a sniff inspection by the Sotterraneo Talpa Cieca di Dicenzo (The Underground Blind Mole People of Dicenzo).
Just because I’m an essay collection does not mean you get to neglect a third of my chapters and count me toward your summer Goodreads goal.
From the grandiose giraffe to Anders, this guy that works out at the gym my girlfriend goes to. All life, great and small, depends on water.
Whenever the sincerity of my work is doubted, I always point to my author’s photo as evidence of a life lived.
You're in for a unique experience that's unlike every other boutique hotel's unique experience.
As my dearest mother used to say: "You can tell a lot about an apartment by their lobby’s bathroom."
I mean, that’s fine isn’t it? I cost $1500, I’m considered to be the best laptop on the market right now.
We at Pirate’s Landing Funeral Home take a human-first approach to plannin’ a swashbucklin’ goodbye.
It looks from your notes that you’d like a "colony of fire ants with the vengeance of a thousand suns."