"I think I can kick a summer’s day’s ass any day. Of any season."
At home, my parents, both children of the '60s, eschewed the "evils" of caffeine in lieu of wheatgrass shakes and soy milk slurpees. However, thrust into my newfound fame, I fell full-bore into the lifestyle.
You pour it all into a poem: your skeleton, your bile, your oozing primordial remnant—your private parts. To be told that the fundamental you is not up to snuff—that's hard murder.
After growing fatter in Houston, Texas, where he allegedly received a degree in Latin American Studies and English at Rice University, Tyler Stoddard Smith decided to put his degrees to work by going to the nexus of English Lit and Latin American Studies—Prague. He ran around in Prague for a while with his friend and …
Perhaps lofting your penis toward a cadre of the Windy City's finest as they descend on your house is not an ideal defensive maneuver.