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You could have just walked to Metro North instead of waiting for the bus.
It’s sold out. Is it worth coming anyway? Will there be any tickets at the door?
Just as I’m moving to Union Street, Kristen Schaal leaves Hot Tub and Gabe ends Mr. Coconuts. What did I do to upset you, comedy?
Texas apparently has much lower professional responsibility standards than most states’ bars.
Someone already got to it. I should have kept reading. Downvoting myself.
“Carl” gets ironic quotes? Zombie apocalypse, and the good times are commemorated by them fucking with their kid over his name on his birthday.
I’ve been reading this site forever, but I signed up to upvote this. Well said, and I hope you’re right.