I distinctly remember the day I felt old. A doctor off-handedly remarked that the human body begins its descent into decrepitude after about the age of 22 or 23. See here I was 24 thinking I was just getting better every day like a fine wine. Well, like a moderately priced but still really good wine…ok ok a box of Franzia. Keep on reading »
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What are Canada’s biggest exports? Maple syrup, obnoxious vowels and teenage performers. It’s like an estuary where entertainers are nursed until they get armpit hair and make the annual migratory journey to America. Think about it, Avril Lavigne, Aubrey Graham, and of course, Justin Bieber. He’s 140lbs of pure star power.
I saw his latest video with Usher, you know the one, Somebody to Love. The kid is 16 going on 10, I think the only somebody to love is his mom. But, I am glad he’s famous because it brings up a really important point: lesbians look like pre-teen boys. I’m not hating, I once had a crew cut which I started growing out the day someone referred to me as “Hey kid!” Keep on reading »
I’ve been visiting this site off and on for few months now and it never fails to make me laugh. So in honor of school letting out soon, today’s site is all about the unavoidable signing of yearbooks. I’ve come to a few conclusions after reading the signatures, 1) Kids love some drugs 2) Kids are so hostile! 3) Yearbook signature = MTV confession booth. Keep on reading »