Monday, March 28

YOUR PARADE OF DISCONTENT ISN'T AMUSING

Lots of sad, miserable, whiny, entitled man-children in the world. Listen, I'm well aware that life ain't a big glass of chocolate milk. I've had shit thrown at me from every angle imaginable. But I just can't calculate the vast, seemingly endless, amounts of vitriol regurgitated from our own peers on a routine basis. Do I need to list out our fortunes? I'm looking at you, 20-something middle-class college graduate American.

Am I missing something? Seriously, please let me know.

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