Well, I broke my thumb playing volleyball today (sure makes typing this an experience), so I had some spare time to think of some things in life that I find pointless.
Perfume/Cologne (If you stink, bathe. If you don’t stink, what’s the point?)
Revolving Doors (Cool when I was a kid but, quite frankly, there are people I just don’t want to be with in a small, enclosed area.)
Stepside/Flareside Pickup Trucks (The small bed kind of defeats the purpose, doesn’t it?)
Two-wheel Drive Pickup Trucks (In the Michigan winters, you might as well walk.)
High-Beam Headlights (Exist only to annoy oncomming traffic.)
Celine Dion (See Yogurt.)
Can’t think of anymore. Painkillers are kickin’ in. ZZZzzzzzzz…