It's beige, and they're old.

I couldn't bring myself to talk about this with my friends today. I don't give a fuck about, well, anything, and it's been bothering me all day. I've been debating whether or not to share this, but here goes:

+1

The saint Bernard probably thought the guy was some dirty liberal media elite, that had a hidden agenda to get Obama re-elected in November.

Ahhhh, yes. That was my first (and only) record purchase.

During my Jr. year of college, I don't think I ever went to a bar / party without hearing that song six or 47 times a night.

Pussy and Ritalin.

That was probably my 5th or 6th, I'm right there with you.

Ironically enough, I'm pretty sure it was Appetite. Either that, or Licensed to Ill, since we're talking about entire albums. I'll never forget the day I finally nailed every word to Mr. Brownstone. Flying around the house singing the words loudly didn't make mom too happy.

It has the best "B" side of any tape in history.

My friends and I were having a conversation about Dial MTV the other day. If you ever called in and had your parents smash you a good one for wasting 99 cents, raise your hand.

Ha!

Ha!

Ha!

I hadn't heard of them until recently. They've been playing this track on XM lately and I definitely like it.

I have enough experience in this type of thing to write a doctoral thesis. I built my first home when I was 23, and that version of me would've told you to buy it in a heartbeat. The much wiser 33 year old version is going to tell you the following: Don't do it unless you can get it comfortably in your price range.

that "current trustee."

+1

Early Bird rights?

It's LeSean McCoy's world. He'll be the #1 back in fantasy this year. Book it.