Why I Know the Universe is F*cking With Me

Ms. Universe is getting her kicks in, at my expense I might mention. Yeah, she's frolicking around, having a grand time. But I know she's fucking with me, and you know what? I'm shrugging it off. Next week, I may even laugh at all the stunts she's pulled. Does she really think I'm not paying … Continue reading Why I Know the Universe is F*cking With Me