Wherein I admit that I was wrong about gay marriage, but not exactly why you think. I go on to brag about being really good at being wrong and admitting it while dragging friends and family into it to make my points.

There is a good reason why I’m considered a bad friend and sibling.

Nobody ever really told me that dIrectly, but they wouldn’t be wrong if they did.

Stop dragging around that tub of poop.

No refunds.