Obsessive Retarded
They’re like a kid who doesn’t know when to stop. They’ll argue about the color of the sky and still pick the worst option.
I got into a 2-hour argument about whether the sky is blue or gray. And I still picked the worst pizza in the city.
I took a $200 bet that my dog would win a race. My dog didn’t even finish.
I chose to eat the whole cake even though I had a stomachache. I’m a legend.