Satirical journalism is the art of making people laugh before they realize they should be crying. - spintaxi.com
I got a Fitbit—now I know I walk 12 steps to the fridge. -- spintaxi.com
(White) Happy hour’s my religion—bartender’s my preacher. -- spintaxi.com
(White) I parked in a tow zone—now my truck’s on vacation. -- spintaxi.com
I love how “non-stick” pans stick when you actually cook something. -- spintaxi.com
Ever notice how the “low fuel” light feels like your car’s passive-aggressive cry for help? -- spintaxi.com
(White) I stretched for the remote—now I’m crippled. -- spintaxi.com
Ever try to return a call from “unknown”? It’s like playing phone tag with a ghost. -- spintaxi.com
My neighbor’s mad I grill at dawn; I say, “Smell the freedom.” -- spintaxi.com
I tried online dating—met a gal who said “no smoking”; I said, “No kidding.” -- spintaxi.com