My First Girlfriend
In 6th grade, I went out with a girl named Shanna. She was outgoing and out of my league, and I was shy and a center fielder for the Blue Jays.
I am easily excited by comedic things, amusing people, random moments, and minor observations. I'm also the founder and editor-in-chief of PIC, which manages to incorporate all of those things.
In 6th grade, I went out with a girl named Shanna. She was outgoing and out of my league, and I was shy and a center fielder for the Blue Jays.
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Court's actual college admission essay. Caution: 'after-school special corniness' comes in large doses.
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Have you ever realized how much GPAs have in common with golf scores? You’ll always remember the only two semesters you were on par.
Dorm showering is strange. Never again will you have to shower wearing sandals while talking to six friends doing the same thing a half-wall away.
Have you ever bombed a test so badly that you're actually done taking it before the rest of the class? I never know what to do so I wait for three people to turn in ahead of me.
Every morning after a party, I wander around the room hungover, clearing away just enough trash to live above the poverty line for the rest of the weekend.
I had another internship this summer and boy what a thrill! Nothing beats waiting for a career breakthrough by talking on instant messenger all day.
Nothing will stop me from getting in my car every morning and attempting to drive closer to class, even though I know our campus is designed to be a "walking campus."
Have you ever met someone from class and become pretty good "campus friends" only to find out like 3 months later that neither of you knows the other person’s name?
I’m officially moving all of my hours from Daylight Savings to Daylight Checking and spending time like there’s no tomorrow.
“If I EVER find sufficient evidence that your phone call could have been an email, you WILL be required to dig up and re-bury one body using ONLY your hands. Capiche?”
-A voicemail from your new Mafia Boss
The death penalty should be reserved only for microwaves that continue beeping even after you open the door when your food is ready.
In college my roommate drove around in the rain without turning on his windshield wipers because he thought it was important not to become dependent on them. Interestingly, he’s now married to his imaginary girlfriend.
Whenever an obnoxiously loud car revs its engine all I hear is, “VROOM VROOOOM TO GROW AS A PERSON!”
New erotic bread flavors at your local artisan bakery:
– Sourdough foreplay
– Multiple-orgasm-grain
– Heavily nutted and wetted
– Random big holes for his pleasure
– Not-that-interesting-but-honest-about-it for her pleasure
– Cake
When I was a kid my grandma’s idea of road safety was hugging me tighter in the backseat. Now my grandma complains that a mask hugs her face too tightly, and that’s called carma.
The closest I’ve ever come to participating in an orgy is taking a Zoom call naked.
Ever notice how many dinosaur names sound alike? Who came up with all of them anyway, Thesaurus?
Ideas for improving the Kindle: add the ability to play music, watch movies, lose the whole “reading” thing.
What if Home Alone was just Kevin safeguarding himself against a virus he believed eliminated his family?