There’s no better mixed drink than a fine single-malt scotch and regret.
There’s no better mixed drink than a fine single-malt scotch and regret.
There’s no better mixed drink than a fine single-malt scotch and regret.
I get endless amusement imagining Sarah McLachlan and Lil’ Jon doing a duet.
There’s a high correlation between a guy’s opinion on circumcision and whether he’s been circumcised. FYI: I’m only half in favor.
Vodka-Redbull drinks are so 1998. I’ve moved on to Nyquil-5 Hour Energy shots.
Tomorrow is No Email Day. To show how productive life can be without email, I’m spending all day today emailing people to inform them.
I bet the Cain Train stops at conjunction junction.
I just found Hume’s missing shade of blue! It’s Grue!
Pro Tip: When DJing a party for your friends, it’s required for you to rickroll them at least twice.
I’m sorry if these papers smell like someone spilled expensive, well-aged scotch on them…. extremely, unbelievably sorry.
“He’s awesome, and I very rarely say that about people.” —@Pixelation talking about himself in the third person.