NotYeezus
NotYeezus
NotYeezus

I’m with you on the kids and doors thing, but what is it with dad’s and doors?? My father was always yelling at me and my sister to quit playing with the doors (bedroom, fridge, cabinet, etc.). And now I’m always yelling at my kids to quit playing with the door. Like really enraged about it.

We rented a few of those in the Imperial sand dunes. Rolled two of them. Very fun and capable, however.

Oh thank god. I know she’s got a disability that effects her voice...but you guys, her voice is her whole thing! She’s a radio host! I cannot stand to listen to her.

I think he’s covering up a sick chest piece.

Clearly the real credit goes to Lute Olsen, who coached both Walton and Kerr at Arizona. BEAR DOWN!

It’s very cute, but I call bullshit on her actually driving it. There’s no way she could have piloted it into that building so cleanly...conveniently for the gopros set up inside.

And seemingly evermore Hamilton Nolan. Makes me want to burn my monitor.

If I could get a manual boxer diesel in the US i’d mortgage my house for one.

That is Hoontastic

I has many sadnesses.

I was riding the Metro in Los Angeles from downtown after Jury Duty. There was a guy sitting behind and across from me, wearing what looked like painter’s clothes (because they were covered with paint) and holding a stained white paper bag. He opens the bag, and pulls out a fucking crab. Just a straight up boiled

Take a look at how tomatoes are harvested in this country.

Clickhole turned my story into a story!

I mean that metaphorically, of course.

Where the fuck are the regular Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups?

You are wrong about Pieces being better than Peanut Butter M&M’s because chocolate, and I hope you die in a fire.

Thanksgiving sucks in my house because my wife won’t let me cook turkey. I feel your pain.

I’m a total jackass. I’m so retarded.

She’s really not. And I’m definitely not, and would never allow that. I worked as a server at TGI Fridays in college. We never even asked for a comp. She just wanted a chicken free salad, so that she didn’t double over vomiting after accidentally putting chicken in her mouth.

IKR? She’s what I like to call a “militant vegetarian.”