Canton is a distant suburb cursed with no shortage of terrified whiners who would sooner call the police on a frostbitten vagrant than bring them a blanket. Detroiters, on the other hand, despite the rampant inequality and not infrequent crime, tend to look out for eachother and are often quite friendly to strangers.

(incidentally though, Canton has some pretty good indian and korean food, which you might try if forced to call on your wife’s family.)

boi long

you’d have to ask the manager of long bacon store

sleeves! oh thank god

airplanes are getting out of the being-repaired business

absolutely rooting tooting

“your honor, in my defense my website sucks. like really sucks. like try using it for a good purpose. it is inherently evil.”

what about thirmty three

ce, ome, yei, nahui (Nahuatl)

MISTER JELLYBEANS DID NOTHING WRONG