Adam S.

How You Read An "And What It Says About You" Article And What It Says About The Article

You read it and chuckle quietly to yourself
The article is moderately funny.

You read the article and take what it says seriously
It is probably a well written article with many sources and quotations to back it up—

You read the article and don’t take what it says seriously
It wasn’t.

You read the article and then go cook some eggs
The article was written about eggs. Or not. Eggs are delicious either way.

You read the article and then join the army
The article was snuck onto the site by the government.

You read the article and then realize that the article jumps back and forth from past to present tense like it was written by Dr. Brown.
Did the writer do that purposely so he could write about it later in the article? Who knows?

You read the article and then, as soon as you finish reading it, you get a phone call
The article was written with some heavy black magic. Send $12.99 plus shipping and handling for your own black magic kit.

You read the article and then, on a hunch, sing it to Journey’s “Don’t Stop Believing” to see if the words fit with the song
Article #30 will be the one that fits in with “Don’t Stop Believing”. Awww shit no he didn’t. Yes he did, my fellow female black readers, yes he did.

You read the article to the end thinking that the writers always sneak in the best jokes for the end of the article, but you are bitterly disappointed
The article is reshaping not only the world, but America as we know it. Damn that joke was F*ing Lame.


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After a night (more like during) of heavy drinking, my friend and I were riding bikes around our little island town in the Florida Keys. We rode past a balcony of girls who began hollering and whistling for us. we stopped around the corner, which was the last sober or sound decision we made that night. We decided it would be in our best interest as well for the sake of... Read More » humor, to do one more lap around that particular block, only without any clothes on. My friend went first, shooting around the block and disappearing behind the corner. I followed behind only to realize as I was turning the corner that I was riding directly in front of the headlights of a god damned cop car. I began hauling ass (still naked) through this residential neighborhood eventually ditching into someone's front yard. The cops spotted my bike and flashed the spot light on my very white ass. I came out with my hands up. After an hour of sitting on the curb sans clothes, while more and more cops showed up ( several of which I went to High School with) They only charged me with going down a one way and running a stop sign. My friend made it one more block further than me and made it home free.