The Cult of Nonsense

Naked and Unashamed

Have you ever found yourself -- a nearly-thirty-four-year-old man -- standing naked in a dark bathroom because the power went out when you were halfway through scrubbing three gross pairs of Crocs while you showered?

And were you immediately smacked by the realization that the part of you that cared about being cool must have died of neglect somewhere along the way?

I just did. It's fine.