One of my favorite words is marplot: an officious medler whose interference compromises the success of an undertaking. Or as I call him: a one-man bureaucracy.
The intellectual mistake I most frequently make …
… is laughing at the naiveté, or lauding the nobility, of past generations of people who I know damn well were built just the same way I am.
They should call ’em marital arts
At the bottom of each side of every marital argument is the vexing question, "How could you have been married to me for this long and still be so fucking dumb?"
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