Turning 18 is so confusing. You’re old enough to fight, kill and die in a war in a place you’ve never heard of, but too young to drink. Your parents can disqualify you from student aid.

I’m not sure if that’s a typo or brilliant. They need to “cell” new phones every year, indeed.

My brain refused to see anything but a child jumping on the bed for a solid 30 seconds. Jesus.