Opinion

It's paid for, dang it.

And who knows, there might be an emergency birthday party! You never know, I'm not here to judge.

Technically it's called "sleep inertia".

Stress and mental exhaustion are different things, but related.

Am I somehow afraid that I'm going to just be without one in a dire moment of emergency?

He HATES watermelon with the burning passion of a thousand suns.

Funnily enough, the piano had to be left behind because it couldn't fit out the door.

They're cute, but no. Not 22 dollars EACH cute. They already have Plenty of my money.

There was no property damage or monetary loss, just.... a bro is sad at the train station.

Is it just one maniacal genius that is trying to tell us something about life through pickles?