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Better to be in a state of terrified anxiety that your autopilot could end your life at any moment.
Okay, first of all: do you know Lisa Rinna? And is she nearby? Ideally I’d be talking to her. We Enlightened Ones worship her as a god.
I’m a notorious 1850s Vaudeville impresario known as “The Dean of Mean.” My top rule for performers is “don’t be a snooze.”
Romeo Montague and Juliet Capulet are celebrating their Connection Anniversary at The Capulet Family Tomb.
I do not rattle off these projections to inspire fear in the public. But we can no longer expect that IP extracted through traditional processes.
Between work and the kids, I’m as busy as George Santos if he had actually done all that stuff he said he’d done.
Streaking on the quad? We've got something way sicker for you: freelance income earned across multiple tax jurisdictions.
I learned a lot in my four years as Vice President of Relaxation in the Hygiene Department, I wanted to offer some reasons why I’m departing.
With two kitchen chairs turned backwards facing one another, we’ll both sit down to hash things out.
Rid thyself of toxins after a night of mirth and meade with Rejuvipure.
Seeking gray-haired, whiskey-drinking curmudgeon to oversee a department of knucklehead agents with withering disdain.
Come on, these kids only have so much grit before they get completely fatigued.