We're only halfway through the week and already Nyle feels like throwing in the towel (proverbial and otherwise). Now, usually, we'd try to cheer him up with chipper platitudes and empty encouragements — The day is still young! You've got so much going for you! The world is your oyster; shuck it to shreds! — but, tbqfh, this is one towel we think Nyle should actually just throw in. Right? Come right this way if you agree.