by Kaarel Nurk

You know that part in Happy Gilmore when Sandler goes to his Happy Place where there’s a little person riding a broomstick pony in circles and Julie Bowen is wearing a cheap garter while hefting two pitchers of beer? Well, I think this is my new Happy Place. It’s perfect. And I don’t even care for thongs all that much; I like the photos on the wall and the clothes tossed all over the place.