Go to hell, February. You’re a stupid month and nobody likes you. There’s a reason why you’re so short and it’s seemingly given you a Napoleon Complex. You think that because of your… Continue reading
Tourists everywhere They don’t care that it’s not safe Pull up your mask, please <> The train fills quickly Everyone wants their weekend Their god-given right <> Do you sell lighters? Where can… Continue reading
Good Moleman. Bake em away, toys. They are baked. That was fast. It’s Friday, February 26th, Two Zero Twenty One. The weather in Long Island City is 40° & Pantone 289C and somewhere,… Continue reading
If there’s anything I love more than the sound of a betting slip being dispensed out of a machine, it’s being controversial. I know for a fact that you all come to BFD… Continue reading
I had a dream last night. Or rather, it was this morning. That we had moved again. This time, to New Jersey. In Al Kaline’s old house. There was actually two houses. Both… Continue reading
In 8th grade, our school band took a trip to Chicago. It was a very revelatory experience that had nothing to do with music. It was when I fell in love with deep… Continue reading
It’s no surprise that last night’s Elimination Chamber PPV was the first one in which I noticed distinct advertising for Draft Kings. It seems a little suspect that a Sports Entertainment company would… Continue reading
I woke up this morning thinking to myself, “That’s it? That’s all you got?”. I was expecting extreme malaise, droll running down my chin, not knowing who I was or how my shirt… Continue reading
[For starters, I should confess that the title is misleading. The definition of inoculated, to my understanding, is to have cells from a virus inserted into your body in order to create an… Continue reading
Good Moleman. Kids, you tried your best and failed miserably. Lesson is, it doesn’t matter if you win or lose. It’s how drunk you get. It’s Friday, February 19th, King-Queen & Jack-Ace. The… Continue reading
