I do it by writing for Madatoms.com!
This was entirely made up because everyone at Madatoms still lives with their parents.
Your dad not included.
We didn’t include suggested remedies, because the solution to every rejection is listening to Better Days by Citizen King. It just feels so right.
Because when you’ve got a shitty dead-end job, your biggest concern should really be what your parents think…
It’s an art not worth perfecting.
Nothing says Christmas Spirit like putrid listerine-flavoured liqueurs.
By “falling sleep” we mean “hating life.”
Assuming you only have five to choose from.
Because the only way to get through an epsiode of 2 Broke Girls is completely off your ass.
And no, getting a Brazilian doesn’t count. That’s just weird, man.
If some dead person is going to force you to dress up on a Sunday, youre sure as hell not going to do it sober!
Because if you’re going to spend the day tucking your balls into satin thongs, why the hell not getting totally shitfaced beforehand?
By various directors.
And by fearless we mean asshole.