We made love like two Inuits make love like two popsicles, and then we went back to our cold lives. That was the best summer of my night.
—Jarod Kintz
If I only ate popsicles, I wonder if I’d rather freeze or starve to death. Freezing or starving, they’re like either option in a two-party political system.
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