Showing posts with label loser. Show all posts
Showing posts with label loser. Show all posts

Friday, January 11, 2019

It's January 11 and I've already broken my resolution to not engage with dipshit assholes on social media

But I didn't specify RACIST dipshit assholes in my resolution, and I'm not putting up with any of their cousin-curious bullshit ... especially from this first dude, who's too chicken to show his Master Race face in his profile when he defends racist shitholes like Steve King.

DO. NOT. BE. RACIST. Especially in front of me.

Friday, April 20, 2018

Flashback Friday: Milestone Birthdays Edition

I’m not sure what’s most disturbing about this picture: the bar mitzvah clown smile, the Disney villain eyes, the dinner-plate glasses, the scarecrow neck, the weird-ass way I wore my watch on the inside of my wrist or the pink-on-white shirt that hung on me with all the sex appeal of a Mayan burial gown on an immolated corpse. The girls on my floor (Loser alert! I was living in the Foreign Language House, a co-ed dorm filled with language dorks who stayed in on Friday nights studying verb declensions!) had decorated my door with pink 21s. Probably to match the shirt. Or the homosexuality. I’m not sure where I got the wine, but I am sure I had only a sip of it to celebrate reaching such a milestone age. Because actually drinking a whole glass of alcohol on my 21st birthday would have been something the cool kids would do.

Friday, February 09, 2018

Mommy, why doesn't Jake have a boyfriend?

Because he eats too much sugar, Timmy. And because he thinks dappled roseate colorways make sense next to earthy brown colorways.