Reading the obituary of Robert G. Heft, the 'Betsy Ross' of America's 50-star flag, sums up my greatest fear in life - becoming known for something inexplicably obscure.
I absolutely despise airports. They have everything I hate: long lines, large crowds, the possibility of a terrorist attack, and now, annoying grandmas.
If a waitress has a problem with her salary, she should take it up with her boss. Why should I compensate her for having a shitty job?
It doesn't get any better than amateur, homemade porn. It's so raw, gritty and in-your-face -- it's like the Anderson Cooper 360° of porn.
<p><font size="3"><strong>1. Play Hide-and-Seek</strong></font></p> <p>This applies to "Ghosts in the Graveyard," four-square, and pretty much any other game you used to enjoy. If you're still engaging in these activities, odds are you're the only participant over the age of twelve, or you're drunk. </p>
Batman is the best superhero out there. That said, I have made two discoveries involving Robin and the Clock King which have slightly lessened Batman's reputation in my mind.