for a certain kind of man (let’s be real, it is almost always men), usually a 20s or younger one, who thinks that every conversation you have with someone needs to be Important. They don’t want to talk to you about the weather or where the free sandwiches are or why the bus is so late, they want to talk about their Important Thoughts on science and philosophy! Naturally, this results in opportunities for mansplaining on their favorite topic. You also can’t get away from this person or change the conversation topic, they’ll just insist that if you’ll listen to them you’ll understand them properly and find the topic interesting.
Each year, as the birthday of our great nation approaches, I like to take stock of our national pastime. Baseball is as strong as ever: attendance is up across the country, PEDs have been completely eradicated, and Roger Clemens, the True Yankee (and Red Sock and Blue Jay and Astro) was acquitted…
Reblogging it again because I just was scrolling through my dash on my phone and saw it and pressed play and my brother gave me the dirtiest look and I just said “wait for it” and then I laughed and he stared in horror
this is what they play in the elevator when you descend into hell
Meanwhile in Hell:
fuck y’all i’d jam to this
After hearing multiple (and mostly incorrect) versions of Afro Circus sung at work by 6-10 year olds, I was never on the Afro Circus party. Just….I can’t do it. But I must admit these songs go together surprisingly well.
I just almost peed on the couch I was laughing so hard