On failing at precalculus, failing at crack, and failing at capitalism

You remember when George W. Bush was running and they were like, “He’s the kind of guy you want to have a beer with”? No one wants to have a beer with me. I’m not fun. I’m the friend who you call to move a heavy couch. I’m the friend you call when you’re stuck on […]

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