In case any of you thought today was bad, relax. I had to see a 79 year old man’s balls for 20 minutes. And they were manscaped.
Cargo pants are only acceptable if they’re digital camo and you’re killing terrorists.
Last night I encountered a bar full of men who, at some point in development, were erroneously told, “No means no unless there’s music, in which case you don’t even have to ask.”