I was on meal when I heard the call on the radio and recognized the address. What the hell?

Not replacing the roll after using the last of the toilet paper is very inconsiderate.

It begins, I want to smash your house/I want to scratch your car, and Pink Eyes made this declaration while removing his pants and rearranging his boxer shorts in ways that many other similarly unsvelte lead singers might not.

Private-equity nabobs bristle at being dubbed mere financiers. Piling debt onto companies’ balance-sheets is only a small part of what leveraged buy-outs are about, they insist. Improving the workings of the businesses they take over is just as core to their calling, if not more so. Much of their pleading is public-relations bluster.