Don’t Be a Douche on Christmas
It doesn't matter what you celebrate, only that you do. If you fuck up my holidays, I'm going to stuff my boot in your stocking.
It doesn't matter what you celebrate, only that you do. If you fuck up my holidays, I'm going to stuff my boot in your stocking.
It seems the current military strategy in Iraq is getting a little stale and misguided. At least according to these fresh, radical new solutions.
The day of the highest rated show on TV has all the makings of a federal holiday: food, friends, and fun. Too bad it's already on Sunday.
You played lacrosse in college, you talk shit about poor people, and you won't stop telling that stupid, fucking story. Go away.
If the girl you're dating doesn't fit one of these types, beware. She might be firing on all six cylinders of crazy.
Just because you don't have a roof over your head, doesn't mean you can expect money to fall in your lap. Here's some 'career bum' tips.
The party platter of awesomeness that makes Christmas the coolest holiday is a combination of family, football, friends, liquor and gifts.
Nate's friend Luke steps in for an objective assessment of Primal Urges in 2005. Luckily, the meaning of 'objective' breaks down quickly.
Your daughter was a saint, and she's in a better place now... especially after the torture I put her through. God Bless her.
132 columns and countless blogs later, Nate reflects on how he came to write for PIC. Here's to the magic word,
He may say the wrong things, and he may say some insensitive things, but you don’t like him anyway so what do you care? Suck it up.
Can one meandering dude really be so happy doing whatever? Maybe The Big Lebowski was right too, ignorance really is bliss.