A Few Fuck-Yous…


...Brought to you by international air and train travel. 1. Fuck you for wearing your skunk perfume on a plane (also on the train...I'm looking at you, passengers of renfe who showered in old man cologne). I'm glad you're making an effort to smell good but we're all hurtling through the sky in a coke... Continue Reading →

Fisticuffs at Four


BAH traveling is hard. I mean, not hard compared to actually hard things such as getting into a ninja fight or climbing Mount Everest with one arm tied behind your back...but it's totally hard compared to chewing gum or putting on a sock. It gets harder when you're me and totally confused 90% of the... Continue Reading →

How to Be a Champ


Step One: Say Excuse Me. After you burp: "Excuse me." After (or before) you make an offensive comment: "Excuse me." After pushing someone out of your way: "Excuse me." After accidentally shoving the elderly to the ground: "Mah baad." After punching someone in the neck (on accident of course, you were just stretching): "Pardon." Make... Continue Reading →

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