Best of WMY index
Here are some personal and audience favourites, in no particular order. An excellent place to start if you’re new to Wasting My Youth. Enjoy.
The story of the worst night I ever spent in a youth hostel. Warning: Contains gratuitous violence, drug abuse and man-on-man urination!
My disgruntled penis takes on one of the world’s leading condom manufacturers. A Goliath-versus-Goliath story.
Nothing ruins your day like a false tooth trying to escape. Features a candid dental x-ray!
When things get dangerous, my subconscious mind leaps to the rescue. The first two parts, An appalling spectacle of human error and Asphaltwalker, were very well-received.
When a shitty car spontaneously combusts on campus, I have no choice but to risk my life for a photo. Part 2 of Confessions of a student journalist.
Sample columns from my popular and long-running satirical horoscope. Highly recommended.
My valiant attempt to hit an evil market research firm where it hurts the most: the database.
A classic interview with a campus icon: a library employee who always wears purple clothes.
Or “Everything I need to know about sex I learned at church rummage sales”. Warning: contains demonic rape!
Tales of the five horrible roommates that led me to swear off cohabitation forever. An expanded version of the original hit series.
This piece and its sequel Death of a Honda are exercises in mock-heroic silliness that were great fun to write.
I engage in a battle of wits with pickpockets on the thief-infested Prague metro... and lose. Part 6 of Wasting My Youth in Prague.
Once upon a time, the Internet was a strange and exotic place to meet insane women. At least, it was for me.
It hurts when someone steals your childhood memories. Especially when that someone is your so-called best friend. A personal favourite.
The shocking true story of my two-night stand with Canada’s controversial Olympic gold medallist. Canadiana for Canadians.
My friend was born with three testicles and a foreskin. Now he has two testicles and no foreskin. What the hell happened?
I go to a hockey game and get sucked into a seething cesspool of pure evil. As you do.
As I stood on the brink of annihilating a third of the human race, I have to admit I had second thoughts. My editors refused to publish this one, but those who get the joke think it’s a classic.