Only real gangstas from the hood ride the Metro-North from Grand Central.
Facebook Shui? CLEARLY.
From my Facebook feed—always a treasure trove of interesting and useful information:
Just like how those “IF YOU DON’T REPOST THIS, YOUR ENTIRE FAMILY WILL BE KILLED AND STABBED AND RAPED IN THAT ORDER EXACTLY” posts on MySpace were based on ancient Mayan culture.
Councilman Crybaby
That, right there.
That is the face of a gigantic jackass.
That is the face of New York City Councilman James Sanders. “What did he do to you?” you might be asking. “Did you ring him up at work and he pissed you off? Did he bump into you on the street and didn’t say sorry? Is he responsible for the mysterious disappearance of that pack of Camels from your messenger bag a couple of weeks ago, laughing all the way back to City Hall as he smoked your cigarettes one by one, one after another?” Well, no, no, and for all I know, yes. But that’s not what this is about.
In today’s edition of “Things You Shouldn’t Put On Facebook”…
It would’ve have been a dick thing to do if I had commented “PICS OR SHENS,” right?
Beware of diversity gangs terrorizing school buses with graffiti.
Brotips = FRAUD
Anyone else think that the ever-so-popular Brotips is actually written by a chick (or group of chicks)?
Not for nothing, but these may as well have been written by Nicholas Sparks.
Taking pleasure in life’s small accomplishments, part 2
After taking almost a half hour (and far more of the company’s money than I’m sure my boss would’ve liked) trying to print the store’s schedules at some copy store (Microsoft Excel can seriously suck my dick), my confidence in doing incredibly simple tasks has been restored by managing to get a piece of sauerkraut stuck between my molars out without having to pick at it with my nail.
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I’m going to start crying now.
