I never dress to impress anyone. At the end of the day, my character should speak for itself. I'm not wearing an Armani or Hickey Freeman suit. I'm out here to represent Ron, not a tailor. If someone wants me to get dressed up for a party, that's a party
You should avoid the subways. There are people that sneeze on the train and I just want to smack them. I've seen people pick their nose and then grab the rail. I look at them like, "Really?" And they say, "Sorry." But they aren't sorry for what they did.
Yippie ki-yay, VICE readers! Ron is back. Our office soothsayer has finally returned after a long and ragged journey filled with tribulations, advice giving, and redemption.
Considering all the money I've sunk into being a dad, it wouldn't be too much if my daughter rolled up to my crib on Father's Day with a brand new Ferrari.
Ron gives you some choice tips on how to interact with the po-pos so you don't have to worry about not dropping the soap.
If you bet and lose, you have to either pay it up or get kicked in the butt.