Sometimes when I’m feeling bad about myself, I like to reflect on past achievements.
Back in 2012, I Made The Chive's list of “Not So Sober Brides" AND "Best Photos Of The Week.” That’s me on my wedding day in the red lace Chucks and Solo cup to match.
According to one commenter, I “definitely know how to party” and user “DaddyD” likes my personality but would prefer the face and ass of someone else.
Thank you, Chive. My self esteem has been officially restored.
For Sale: South Dakota Town With Bar, $399,000
The prairie hamlet of Swett — population 2 plus a dog — comes with 6 acres, a house, three trailers, an old tire shop and a Volvo semi. If you don’t have the money, no Swett.
Who wants to go in on this with me? THEY HAVE A BAR, guys. Like, we don’t even have to open our own. AND A VOLVO SEMI. For fucking free. And when the zombie apocalypse comes, we’re in the middle of nowhere and all we have to worry about are two other people and a dog. That’s survival yo. Let’s buy this town and change its name to FUCKYEAH.