Our outdoor ceremony was 15-minutes: my mom walked me down the aisle and gave me away because my dad sucks balls, rings exchanged, vows exchanged (I left vows upstairs and was forced to wing it), some bawling, Iron & Wine “Lion’s Mane”, two renditions of Erik Satie’s “Gymnopedia No. 1”,

I can’t think of a better reason to drink beer! This event sounds amazing. I know it’s a bit pricier than the stuff I normally post about, but if you use the code “brokeassstuart” you get $5 off! Or you can just click here for the discount. So please support

The internet is, for lack of better word, full of crap. Anyone with an IP address can hop online and write anything they want. As a result, parody news sites, inaccurate information and a host of sycophantic facts about one’s beliefs, causes or (in the case of Facebook) political propaganda

1.  People Walking Their Bikes Home When They Are Too Drunk It’s 7:30, on a Sunday. The sun has gone down. It was a nice park day, or perhaps a local sports team competed in a pivotal match. It doesn’t make a difference, since this is the witching hour and

Over 10 million Americans are still unemployed. It’s bad, but that’s just the tip of the iceberg. We can thank those considerate people in Congress for making an already dire situation much worse when, in December 2013, they simply allowed the emergency unemployment benefits to expire for 1.4 million Americans.

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I don’t know about you but this Polar Vortex is fucking with my livelihood, my health, and my basic human functionalities. It has rendered me virtually immobile. It’s not that I’m using the bitter cold temperatures and the unpredictable blitzkriegs of snow as an excuse to lie around my apartment