There are stories we tell to one-up each other, and then there is this blog. Read wondrous tales of strange creatures, explore the depths of human indecency, and hopefully laugh a little as we find out what could possibly make people do what they do.
"What did we do?" Is one of my favorite responses someone says to me after being caught with a fake. It screams privilege.
I thought Canadians were supposed to be nice? But, like Gremlins, they turn into nasty little creatures when they imbibe too many Busch Light tallboys.
The path to 200 IDs was one of the most exciting roller coasters I've ever ridden. But like coasters, the adrenaline fades and all you can do is prepare yourself for the hill to climb.
I'm not sold on getting another cake for 200. Frankly, my body doesn't need it and there was so much left over. Any suggestions?
