EBay sending its enemies random crap in the mail is the tip of the iceberg.
But where will I, an adult, go to get the approval of teens that I desperately need to live?
It turns out that if you let people say whatever they want, they’ll mostly expel dongs and poop.
RIP Segway, We Hardly Used Ye
Finally, an excuse to not comb your hair.
Wasn’t technology supposed to be useful and helpful?