I love the fortune cookies you get at Chinese restaurants. They're stupid, and everyone knows it, but my problem is that they don't even tell you a fortune.
Why allow yourself to get any older than 22 when you can commit anti-aging suicide? Here are several creative ways to out with a bang.
You may want to drop some acid, because it'll help you get through the registration process with a shred of sanity, and also it'll make this column a whole lot funnier.
I was flying on Welfare Airlines, which means you get no food and your leg room is actually someone else's seat.
Well maybe you're not yet, but the time will come when you'll seriously consider putting off the 'real world' for another two years.
Making and abandoning new friends, picking class seats, and stocking up on microwave burritos. It's all part of the first week mayhem.
I think hairdressers have needlessly complicated their business to justify having a school for what they do.
Time to escape the dregs of your pathetic summer job in search of adventure. Here's the summer's hot-spots, from Europe to Iraq.
Unlike the whole prostitution thing, Friend Hookers will make the most money with their most winning smiles and sparkling personalities.
Canadian politics take a twist when Emmanuel runs for Prime Minister. Drugs prevail, taxes decrease, and the economy hinges on Best Buy.
I was thrilled at the prospect of making the seven hour trip to London with my friends for Canada Day weekend, which is a lot like the fourth of July, except more Beavertails.
There's something extra amusing about a French amusement park. But it's definitely not those stuffed animal prizes. You'll never win those.