Happy Festivus.
My airing of grievances occurred on December 15 when I itemized that which the world could less of in 2015. My opinion on its content hasn’t changed; no need to rehash.
But today, I’m compelled to add several exclamation points to the end of the second enumeration, the duck face.
People, stop with the fucking duck face in pictures. You look stupid. Your family and friends think you look stupid. Just stop.
I’m moving on now to my feat of strength: pouring wine.
