Stay Gold, Bros

As I roam the long and crowded street of the bustling New York metropolis, my pants begin to vibrate, and I whip out ‘ol pinky. I’m not the only one reaching for his sacred pink, for bros the world over have se... Read More


So, let’s rap. I work hard and a nice cup of Lemonade Cookie Frappuccino is all I want. But now the holiday cup is only red, and I’m okay with that. Really, I am. I’m completely fine with it. Although I can und... Read More

Quest for Bro-Dacious

As I choked on my first bite of a Snickers bar and looked around for someone to help me inside the Psych A building, I realized I was going to die alone. Even though I managed to perform the Heimlich maneuve... Read More