My dog Henry has an unhealthy relationship with balls.
I’ve always assumed that it was his lack of testicles driving this obsession. They were cut off early in his life, and then we gave him a bunch of balls to play with, which kinda sucks now that I think about it. I can only imagine the disappointment of seeing that small, lonely flap of skin where his balls used to be when he looks between … Read More »
If you haven’t read part 1 of this story, read it here, as part 2 will make much more sense.
To recap: if you are too lazy to go read the whole other post (really???), basically what happened was that I let an underage, somewhat inebriated girl drive my mom’s brand new Toyota Corolla. She got the “go fast” pedal confused with the “oh shit” pedal and ran my car into the back of … Read More »
In the summer of my 17th year, I got a job working as a lifeguard at a local pool. Having already mastered the art of getting myself fired from jobs that required me to do things that I didn’t really want to do, I thought I would find a job that basically didn’t require me to do anything. I guess you could say that lifeguards hold a pretty important job – the safety and lives … Read More »
