I can think of no greater eternal punishment in Hell than having to listen to Paul McCartney’s “Wonderful Christmastime” on loop for all eternity.
Hearing 30-year-old conservative dudes make “forklift certified” meme references in real life conversation…in a grocery store…is a level of cringe I didn’t think was physically possible.
That feeling when you’re old as shit and you already know your #Spotify#wrapped is going to be nearly identical to last year, and the year before, etc etc
I’m just gonna say it. The #McRib is the deadbeat dad of #McDonalds sandwiches. You never know when it’s gonna show up, how long it’s gonna be around for, never fails to disappoint you, and then disappears just long enough for you to forget why it was so awful in the first place.