My old man, Grandpa Richard, has been heavily criticised by my comrades for allegedly being a sadist. In his defence, Grandpa Richard states that he has indeed scoured my comrades with a fine-toothed comb in an effort to find positivity, but the results yielded were nothing to write home about.…
The problem with my comrades, according to Grandpa Richard, is that very few of them are actually employable. All they seem to be good at is snooze, booze and get tattoos. After holding a comprehensive dialogue with the old man, we’ve come up with some tips for my comrades which…
There is a weird trend slowly gaining ground among campus reprobates that’s giving me the willies. It is a curious blend of self-destruction and asininity; an unexplainable macabre desire to mutilate one’s body by perforating every single orifice. Pray, why would one choose to add 18 extra holes onto their…