Happiness comes in many forms. Occasionally, people feel the destruction of public property, or other such violent outbursts, is the only logical way to express these overwhelmingly positive emotions. So today, in light of recent mainstream news, I had a little fun with that idea. Because hey, I'll fully admit — when the Red Sox won their first World Series victory in 86 years my freshman year of college, you can bet your ass I was running around through the streets in Boston in underwear 'till 5am, screaming at the top of my lungs. I just never understood the need for people to smash car windows about it.
(Also I was just getting fed-up with every single person on my Facebook newsfeed feeling the need to EXTREMELY EXPRESS THEIR EXTREME OPINIONS about what happened)