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Wednesday, July 16   >>

ASSHOLEBOOK

On Facebook, I don't have the time to upload pictures of myself, or tag anybody in them, or find assholes from high school to add to my FB rolodex, or pretend to give a shit about anybody else's whereabouts, but I stay on for a reason: Advertent attack.

Fig. 1

The Drew and I hate going to the local In-N-Out because we always see someone from high school there, and while they usually approach us, trying to sell their new selves, their campus, and their ambitions, he and I always give away absolutely nothing to offset the "I'm a fucking asshole with low self-esteem, so swallow this pitch" environment. We probably look like a couple of silent dolts without any blueprints. Why bother telling them how many houses we've already built?

You seriously don't want to get on my bad side.