Good, I was just looking for something else to binge-watch.

“Pay that man his money.”

Couldn’t have paid me to go to Cleveland for this.

No word yet on if the divorce papers are filed.

Just what I need, a 14-year-old kid assessing my miserable life.

[H/T Big Cat]

“I drive twelve to thirteen hours to Vancouver to start a 5:30 p.m. shift here, at Cafè Rustico.”

Pretty sage advice if you’re asking me.

Yeah, alright, Chad. We’ve all been following you on Twitter, Instagram, and Snapchat, bud. You’re not not crazy.

And before you tell me it’s fake, apparently this screenshot confirms he’s actually giving it a shot.

Dude was probably three beers deep too. Respect.