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Tales from the can: how the hell is a washroom already destroyed at 5:30 on a Monday morning?! Did you save up all weekend and pull the butt plug out when you got to work?!

Tales from the can: taking a work call in the loo is already a little weird. Watching YouTube videos in your native language at FULL VOLUME while the cublice next to your rips farts that sound a trumpet in a bowl of pudding... A bridge too far, my man. Get headphones at least

Tales from the can: I don't know what it is about this place that every single day someone spackles the bowl all the way up. In almost every stall. What combination of gas station burritos, zyns and energy drinks pressurizes your colon that much?!

I think if you typed "trailer trash cirque du Soleil" into ChatGPT, it would spit out professional wrestling

Tales from the can: dude sits down in the cublice next door to mine. Starts mumbling to himself... Rhythmically? Is he chanting? No... Is he on the phone? No idea... Why can't people just shit anymore?!

No Kings. No Gods. No Masters. No war but the class war. If you don't know for a fact that you're part of the owning class, then you're in the working class with the rest of us. Act accordingly.

It's important to remember that whenever a tragedy occurs in a red state it is not time for political finger pointing but when one happens in a blue state it is the result of the horrible communist policies of the democrats

these are concentration camps and none of us can pretend we don’t know it.

CM Punk reportedly furious he will no longer be the Second City Saint after conclave