Epic Win #8 - Here's That Bad Advice You Were Hoping For

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People write into advice columns every day.  Many of them have extremely legitimate problems.  Some of them just have no common sense of their own and need to borrow someone else's.  Some of them are cute, some of them are worthy of a well-timed sad headshake, some of them even enrage us with the douchery involved in their writing.

I find it difficult to believe that a 10 year old used the words
"objects to" in a sentence....but I guess the asshole
dad who crushed his dreams probably wrote it for him.

Personally I've always been a fan of Savage Love where Dan Savage dispenses usually very sound advice while simultaneously making me giggle...but recently I've  been introduced to a new thing.

Here's That Bad Advice You Were Hoping For

Henceforth referred to as That Bad Advice...because I'm lazy...and also have to leave for work soon.

That Bad Advice takes posts from various sources and mocks the shit out of them.  Usually the poster is laughably unreasonable in the situation.  They're an asshole, clueless, inconsiderate or sometimes nearly criminal in their actions.

That Bad Advice takes their questions and tells them what they want to hear, that they're not unreasonable - all the whole making fun of them.  It's pretty awesome.

Here's the one that got me hooked:


In case you weren't aware, Dear Fucktards reader..."Penisfeels" is the best fucking word ever.

You need to go read this right now, it's hilarious...

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Sandra Fowler was born in Oregon and moved to Australia in 2003 to marry an Australian guy she'd never met. She has a 5 year old kid, cats, a dog, and a shit tonne of chickens. Also makes and sells jewellery. Likes: Liberal politics, feminism, mental health discussion, making things. Hates: Assholes, racism, Islamophobia, homophobia, and other -isms and -phobias. Encourages the world to be better people, goddamnit. Follow my rantings on Twitter @tandykins.

1 comment:

  1. Having a monkey is like having a baby, a baby on steroids... With teeth. Sharp, vicious teeth. And masturbatory urges. Rapey, jerkoff in your hair, masturbatory urges.

    And that's just "Ewwww". No one likes cum in their hair.

    No one.

    LIAR!!

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