How the Hell Did the Hot Guy Lose?
The people of Texas have disappointed millions of people who wanted their fates sealed by a hot guy for once.
The people of Texas have disappointed millions of people who wanted their fates sealed by a hot guy for once.
These events are particularly disturbing given that we do not know Gritty's political party, nor is he a resident of the state of Texas.
Stuck to your cubicle wall with a push-pin that matches the color of “your party”: You work in middle-management but your team likes you, you think.
My advice is to ask her about her Fitbit as soon as possible, and then to make it a daily routine to inquire about her step count.
Find a project, be passionate about it, let it consume you until you have no time or energy for sex with your wife.
Don't dwell on your decision to crush that hitchhiker’s skull after listening to your partner suck lettuce from their molar for the last seven exits.
You picture it. You see the wisdom. Unlike Drake, you do not accept God's plan. "I'm too good for that," you say. "Are you fucking kiddi–" God says.
Um, I don't know why anyone but Tim Cook is still reading this, but you should probably bottle up your excitement...
Doctors always say things like "watch that cholesterol." They are unwarrantedly suspicious and overtly vigilante over an entire group. It's profiling!
With all due respect, let me tell you what an actual emergency is: when Rose’s necklace went missing and they blamed poor Jack for stealing it.
As she trails off, she restarts "The Office" on Netflix for the twenty-fifth time and pulls her couch blanket over herself.
Use the (Space) Force: Lavender, yuzu, and citrus form their own sixth military branch... mission: self-care!