Pakistani guy who loves his spicy food. I keep a bottle of crushed red peppers in the break room at work for when the boss orders pizza for the office.

20 year old me would see that as an opportunity for an epic Harold & Kumar inspired road trip.

Not a Christian, but nothing beats working out to “Light of Christmas” by Owl Cities.

I don’t rrally care when or if we have labor day as an official holiday. Seems like a pointless token gesture, considering the lack of labor rights and protections in the US.

Every attempt to fix this is met with boomers screaming about ruining the unique character of the neighborhood.