This is my favorite Good post ever by a mile.

Then you guys might as well just link porn. It’ll save me hours a year. And with those hours I can find these personal-space invading whores and shave their heads.

People make ridiculous shit all the time. It’s understandable. People try things. Stupid things. People are stupid. But to link to something this stupid on a website for GOOD Magazine, a magazine that’s supposed to be about “what matters”, is an affront, not only to the readers of GOOD Magazine, but to their unborn children who will one day have hair, read magazines, and use the word “good” to describe things that are of some value.

People make ridiculous shit all the time. It’s understandable. People try things. Stupid things. People are stupid. But to link to something this stupid on a website for GOOD Magazine, a magazine that’s supposed to be about “what matters”, is an affront, not only to the readers of GOOD Magazine, but to their unborn children who will one day have hair, read magazines, and use the word “good” to describe things that are of some value.

Although he’s partial to Chuck Norris movies and game film, my father are I will hunker down every so often and sample the latest blockbusters. We agree that the new Rocky was really disappointing and that Stallone should’ve gotten someone else to direct it. And we really wanted to love it! But, affection for Sly and the character aside, it was just weak sauce. We were also bummed out by “We Are Marshall”; not because the movie wasn’t an inspirational tear-jerker that paid due respect to the tragic past and courageous present of my father’s alma matter, because it was. But because we’re pretty sure this rules out McConaughy playing my dad in a biopic. It would just be a little redundant.

Also, I was hoping you guys were in a position to get more enlightening writers than Thora Birch. I mean, I’m only the son of pro football player, and I was aware that there were things called film festivals that take place in different parts of the world. I’m pretty sure you’re readership is refined enough that they don’t need an idiot’s guide. How about just talking about movies? My 2nd grade teacher, Ms. Buxton, would give this glamorized book report a “satisfactory”. And although this evaluation may, by definition, be positive, Ms. Buxton means it in a much more “get this signed by your parents” kind of way.

This is my favorite Good post ever by a mile.

Then you guys might as well just link porn. It’ll save me hours a year. And with those hours I can find these personal-space invading whores and shave their heads.

People make ridiculous shit all the time. It’s understandable. People try things. Stupid things. People are stupid. But to link to something this stupid on a website for GOOD Magazine, a magazine that’s supposed to be about “what matters”, is an affront, not only to the readers of GOOD Magazine, but to their unborn children who will one day have hair, read magazines, and use the word “good” to describe things that are of some value.

People make ridiculous shit all the time. It’s understandable. People try things. Stupid things. People are stupid. But to link to something this stupid on a website for GOOD Magazine, a magazine that’s supposed to be about “what matters”, is an affront, not only to the readers of GOOD Magazine, but to their unborn children who will one day have hair, read magazines, and use the word “good” to describe things that are of some value.

Although he’s partial to Chuck Norris movies and game film, my father are I will hunker down every so often and sample the latest blockbusters. We agree that the new Rocky was really disappointing and that Stallone should’ve gotten someone else to direct it. And we really wanted to love it! But, affection for Sly and the character aside, it was just weak sauce. We were also bummed out by “We Are Marshall”; not because the movie wasn’t an inspirational tear-jerker that paid due respect to the tragic past and courageous present of my father’s alma matter, because it was. But because we’re pretty sure this rules out McConaughy playing my dad in a biopic. It would just be a little redundant.

Also, I was hoping you guys were in a position to get more enlightening writers than Thora Birch. I mean, I’m only the son of pro football player, and I was aware that there were things called film festivals that take place in different parts of the world. I’m pretty sure you’re readership is refined enough that they don’t need an idiot’s guide. How about just talking about movies? My 2nd grade teacher, Ms. Buxton, would give this glamorized book report a “satisfactory”. And although this evaluation may, by definition, be positive, Ms. Buxton means it in a much more “get this signed by your parents” kind of way.