I Came; I Saw; I Ranted

I used to like girls with glasses… thick, no-nonsense, I-do-read-Tolstoy-fuck-you-very-much glasses. But, with changes in style, the advent of hipsters and the unholy influence of Lisa Loeb, all sorts of girls wear glasses now. It’s like having a favorite flavor of ice cream, say cherry vanilla (not its real name); you wake up one morning […]

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