Buzzfeed is for popular, good-looking normies.

They actually, smugly, presented this “problem” to the internet tonight.

Can You Get Laid Tonight?

It’s not really can, but how and who and what, slight exertion of effort it will take on your part.

In the Buzzfeed world, the sex prequel is all taken care of, like a steamy, shitty television show or IMAX movie. The rest is detailsl

Because we all look exactly like this.
Because we all look exactly like this.

But for a lot of us, details are the lifeblood of our demise.

We don’t all get invited to “bangin'” or “hottie” parties.
Sorry Buzzfeed. You’re the cheerleaders and the class “leaders.”
I was hanging out in the back building that overlooked the side streets. That was how I rolled.

Ladies and gentlemen, introducing the next President of the United States.

“We stoop so low, to reach so high”
from Red Hill Mining Town by U2

Introducing the man who always says what he means (until he backtracks after evoking the customary furor of the day).

No, I was not aiming to evoke a fuhrer homonym, although…that is a cool aftereffect.

A primal scream of our times.

It is the scream we let out when the reality of our terrible situation becomes clear to our eyes. We must stoop so low in order to finally be free and burst through the layers of elitist American pummeling. How long have we endured such a cement-like solidified foundation of political neglect and disinterest? The rich get richer and liberaler.

Those who are most vocally adamant in their support for Donald Trump are those with the least to lose.

Our times. They become interesting.