Stupid email addresses. Seriously people…
Leftovers? You better not throw that food away; not until it sprouts white hairy mold like Don King was its baby-daddy.
1. The gratifying sense of relief that washes over you after you finally find an important belonging you thought you’d misplaced — such as your keys, wallet, cell phone, or Epi-pen.
You don’t have to touch anyone. Physical contact is disgusting enough as it is, but sex pushes it to the extreme.