A poem I call the NYTimes

Uh, this is a poem I call “New York Times“.

New York Times.
New York Times.
You think you’re better than us?
Us?
U-S?
USA?
No Way.

A Bud for a Ladies (and a Zima for the Bros)

GUY TIME!!!!!!!!!!!

As questionable as some of their tactics sound, wingmen profess to have a moral code when it comes to their buddies. One rule is, don’t say something embarrassing about your friend to the girl he’s after, even if it makes you look witty.

Another, and possibly the most significant, is this: Never, as the wingman, hit on the target yourself.

She said 69

Kristen listed these details:

* You and Kristen hooked up in 1969 and it was awkward. Holden kept talking about ducks and some pond.

Hipster + Yuppie =

yupster – A hipster with a professional job who seeks to climb the corporate ladder but remains true to indie musical tastes, lives in a hipster neighborhood, and likely has a hipster hairstyle.

Financial analyst Chad, a known yupster, couldn’t wait to wear his new Brooks Brothers sportcoat with his vintage “Jake the Snake” t-shirt to the Unicorns show at the Empty Bottle on Friday.

and it was all that i needed

Women, listen to your mothers
Don’t just succumb to the wishes of your brothers
Take a step back, take a look at one another
You need to know the difference…
Between a father and a lover