Just learned my dad has been in a prank war with his coworker for 19 years. It started when the coworker stole my dad's sandwich in 2005. My dad retaliated by filling his spare car keys with pudding. It escalated. We're talking hiring a mariachi band to follow him, swapping his contacts with fake ones, elaborate schemes. I found out because the coworker just retired and my dad seemed genuinely sad. My mom was like "honey, are you okay?" and he goes "I just realized Steve was my best friend." MY MOM GOES "STEVE? THE GUY YOU PUT ON A BILLBOARD?" Yeah. Apparently five years ago my dad paid $2000 to put Steve's face on a billboard that said "This man thinks he's better than you." They never had a normal conversation. Never got lunch. Never hung out. Just pure psychological warfare for two decades. My dad's now worried he doesn't know how to make friends normally. He's 56.
if hypothetically you saw in the world records book that the guy with the "worlds smallest dick" actually had a longer dick than you, would you keep it a secret or would you air it out to one-up him
Group stage is the best stage. The tournament is young, summer is young. You’re inundated with an endless marathon of games. All the teams, including yours, are in so anything can happen. Once you get to the quarters you’re reminded that it will all be over soon and you’ll die
Once knocked out I can’t wait for Americans to claim no one in their country actually cares about the World Cup after they spent 24 hours celebrating in bipartisan unison that their president actively interfered in the tournament.