I attended the Under The Sun Tour at the North Charleston Coliseum and realized a) the music of my youth is now considered "oldies" and b) the lead singer of Smash Mouth really sucks
Am I missing something? Just because my cohabitation partner in crime goes to a female personal trainer, do we really have to start ringing the anxiety alarm bells?
Here they are: the brazenly bad behaviors, the flagrant fouls, the egregious offenses that will earn guys and gals alike “undateable” status among our surveyed singles
