On Eat the Skin
I knew a guy who ate kiwi like this. Unsettling. Like he was eating mice. Vegetal mice they called them. And with good reason.
What's next, costumers being asked to leave their false mustaches at home when they go to Olive Garden? Fascism. Pure, unadulterated, communism.
I'd like to thank Chloe for reminding me that things were always awful and scenester-ridden.
Not sure flower really count as babywear.
He's an enthusiastic huntsman with a concern for self-reliance?
I've dropped so many monocles into my chalupas while laughing at that guy!
@UhNo Says 279,888 to 72. Looks like someone's trying to make it 329,999,999, right, unstoppable army of dastardly liberal internet commenters?
I'd like to see the prizes (or whatever) mismanaged to such an extent that the whole thing costs the guy money and then in a year I can read the Cracked article, Five Ways Winning Big on Kickstarter Can Ruin Your Life.
Beats that snooty car they invested in.
Can't we just call it GenerationZ?