We can all think about to times in our formative years where, when failing to understand something, we just made the answer up like the ancient Romans and their Pantheon.
Come, friend, lay off the puny apps and senseless self-shills -- there's a whole world of narcissist-aimed products out there, fully fitted for admiring the perfection that is you.
Obviously in our formative years, these toys look badass. And while we understand that hindsight is 20/20, come on -- these things should've never graced our sticky little hands.
Are you ready to get a brain boner?
In August 2000, my mother's three best friends were arrested for the murders of five people. She was accused of providing the alibi. Looking back, this is what I learned.
We assume that people who build buildings know what they're doing, but that stuff isn't easy, and damn it, mistakes get made.
The worst thing about a precious handful of these embarrassments is that you think they won't be a problem when you're older, when in fact it gets exponentially worse.
It turns out plenty of professional folks are 12-year-olds magically trapped in grown-up bodies.
Hospitals kind of need to keep things professional, since a tiny mistake can mean death and a massive malpractice suit. Of course, not everyone got the memo.
These baffling cliques seem to be based on a peyote vision or some terrible mistranslation in the Bible.