Kronikka
Kronikka
Kronikka

Holy shit. New fantasy.

You’re better at this than Patti Stanger.

So jealous he smiled at you.

I was getting a Modern Family guy vibe.

Unfortunate flavoring aside, that is just some lame-ass swag.

There should be a full season order of this sitcom.

Do we have to do this? I don’t think we do.

If you have to reach so far in the bag to produce Norah Jones, maybe that’s the problem?

Your vitriol has delighted me. :)

Boston gets my respect. That’s a nice, walkable city.

Good little dog. Aw. Fuck, I’m done today

No hyperbole: Witnessing Odetta receive her honor and perform was one of the best moments of my life.

This is a fucking book.

Blog.

Heresy and on-the-nose fact.

Veronica has plans.

“Did you guys know gerber baby food is poison? It totally is.”

Spoiler Alert: Babies are here to be spoiled.

Preach.

Gay? Fuck no. No self-respecting homo would fuck him. Take him back, he belongs to you.