Rob Gunther

You know what they say, when it rains, it pours.

I hope they make it to the World Cup someday.

I’m 30 now, and everything’s different.

Of course, it isn’t as simple as approaching a ridiculously hot girl and opening your arms up for a hug.

Flying sucks, but what are you going to do?

I don’t know, I’m never been impressed with The Flash.

I hate it when you go out to a restaurant and all they have to drink is Coke, Diet Coke, and Sprite.

It wasn’t just about buying a vehicle, it was the independence that came along with it.

No sentence is more ripe with the potential to derail even the most relaxed and stress-free evening with your significant other than, “So, what do you want for dinner?”

I’d look back at the candy, at those sugar covered peach rings and Skittles and giant peanut looking pink gummy things, and I was like, “Sorry guys, my mom said no.”

There’s a huge difference between web browsers!

“Hi! How’s it going? Can I get you something to drink?”