While in college I went back home for the weekend and when I came back there was a package of homemade cookies on the table and my roommates said help myself. I pick up the box and as I start eating the last cookie the front doorbell rings. Its a guy saying he had a package accidentally delivered to his house that had his perscription glasses and cookies his mother baked for him. As I’m chewing I’m like, “Oh shit, sorry” and hand him the box with his glasses and no cookies… My roommates were assholes.

Snort, I did come back and finish 10 years later.

I used to run while smoking in college.

I feel like that’s some streaming contract shenanigans. Back in my day, those would have counted as direct to VHS movies…

Weird how they made the movies into seasons.

Date her mom

Also, buy a gun.