Am I horrible because I think dead baby jokes are funny? Is it because my favorite Canadian past time is hobo stomping? Has leading lynch mobs and pushing old people down become not acceptable? Is it really taboo to treat women as objects or to kill your in-laws? I like to think that I'm horrible because of the little things, like leaving the seat up, hiding the remote control. You know, sick shit like that.
The flannel shirt, cross necklace, keys in the pocket and cheesy beard just didn't seem to do it. I compensated by spouting anti-semetic goodness all night.
by Owen Parsons on