Great (?) Literature’s Worst Boyfriends: Part Two
Jun 29th, 2014 | By DefenestrationIt’s time to delve into more examples of Great (?) Literature’s Worst Boyfriends. Cuz’ I know how to LEAN IN, bitches.
It’s time to delve into more examples of Great (?) Literature’s Worst Boyfriends. Cuz’ I know how to LEAN IN, bitches.
I think the 24th installment of those Transformers movies came out today, so let’s celebrate their explosive mediocrity with a Transformers-themed Ben & Winslow comic.
I still wear Chinese mesh $1.99 ‘ghetto slippers’ everywhere. Shopping. To the beach. To Europe. In fancy hotels. Everywhere. Even Chinese women don’t wear them anymore. Their loss. I didn’t invent them, but if I did, I’d call them ‘Chinese Cock-Blockers,’ because men, apparently, hate them.
Here in the Washington DC area we had a fairly harsh winter: bone-chilling temperatures, harsh winds, and a couple feet of snow. Folks started to get cabin fever and began wishing for warmer weather to return. They wanted to lounge by some body of water, followed by a cookout with family and friends and ending
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Am I the only one who breaks down into a terrible rage when an item I’ve ordered is delayed? My phone will buzz in my pocket, and I’ll get an e-mail telling me that my copy of the complete Conan the Adventurer animated series and my Yoshi-shaped pillow are delayed, and I’ll stomp around complaining about how I have to wait an extra day and how all my plans for the weekend are officially ruined. Happens all the time.