Even worse: a White Castle near me (possibly all of them?) advertises reservations for most major holidays. The thought of eating a crave case on Valentine’s Day makes going to Waffle House sound like dinner at The French Laundry.
After reading this, How to Get a Job, and 14 Ways To Immediately Become A Better Coworker I have to wonder if half the writers on this website were raised by wolves?
I’ve Craigslisted my last few roommates. One got green card married to a coworker, I went to their wedding and reception, which took place in the bar closest to the courthouse (this was after she broke up with her boyfriend and slept on our roof). Another dude was a SUPER oversharer, one of the first conversations we ever had was about his friend who had a rubber fetish, but was afraid to express it. Craigslist is both frightening and fun.
So what you’re saying is that Pitchfork is the Coachella of music websites? Everyone acts like it’s full of hipster douches, then you go and realize everyone there is just a regular person dressed up as a Native American?
I’ll never understand the whole “Pitchfork sucks because its readers are annoying snobs” straw man argument. Who are these people? Where do they exist? In some fictional version of Williamsburg where it’s still 2004 and everyone has ironic mustaches?
Tramp stamp on your lower back: you were trashy as a teenager. Tramp stamp on your ribcage: you’re trashy as an adult, but you think you’re being cute about it.
What happened to Foley is very unfortunate, but journalists who cover war zones certainly know the risk. Thanks for missing the point of both this article and my comment, though.
Even worse: a White Castle near me (possibly all of them?) advertises reservations for most major holidays. The thought of eating a crave case on Valentine’s Day makes going to Waffle House sound like dinner at The French Laundry.
After reading this, How to Get a Job, and 14 Ways To Immediately Become A Better Coworker I have to wonder if half the writers on this website were raised by wolves?
The only thing to take away from this article is which Grandex staffer to ask for a really good weed connect if you’re ever in Austin.
Sounds like this a typical night for you a little too often.
In-unit washer & dryer? In-building gym and concierge service? Complaining about Harlem being “unsafe” in 2015? Maybe New York isn’t for you.
You sound really fun.
Darren?
This was hilarious, reminded me of an Onion article.
I’ve Craigslisted my last few roommates. One got green card married to a coworker, I went to their wedding and reception, which took place in the bar closest to the courthouse (this was after she broke up with her boyfriend and slept on our roof). Another dude was a SUPER oversharer, one of the first conversations we ever had was about his friend who had a rubber fetish, but was afraid to express it. Craigslist is both frightening and fun.
Bucket hats are already coming back so you’re actually really on trend.
So what you’re saying is that Pitchfork is the Coachella of music websites? Everyone acts like it’s full of hipster douches, then you go and realize everyone there is just a regular person dressed up as a Native American?
You may have gone too far with that Chipotle comment.
I’ll never understand the whole “Pitchfork sucks because its readers are annoying snobs” straw man argument. Who are these people? Where do they exist? In some fictional version of Williamsburg where it’s still 2004 and everyone has ironic mustaches?
White girls smh
Tramp stamp on your lower back: you were trashy as a teenager. Tramp stamp on your ribcage: you’re trashy as an adult, but you think you’re being cute about it.
PS being labeled a hater and being labeled a racist aren’t exactly comparable.
The irony of hating Joan Rivers and then complaining about the PC police…
What a world we live in where women in bondage gear are the ones trying to disassociate themselves from politicians, and not the other way around.
Getting thrown out of a Tommy Hilfiger show is actually way chicer than just going to one.
What happened to Foley is very unfortunate, but journalists who cover war zones certainly know the risk. Thanks for missing the point of both this article and my comment, though.