You guys realize this header image looks like a throbbing penis head, right?

Oh yeah, ‘the greys’. I forgot why I gave up trying to comment here. Now I remember.

I was listening to a bunch of early punk and post punk yesterday, feeling the nostalgia. I put on the Smiths and after 30 minutes I wanted to curl up into a ball and die.

Bunch of haters. Why don’t you all post all the dumb shit you said when you were 17 and we’ll see who’s a bigger ‘waste of flesh’.

or boobless?

The point is Gawker staff are idiots.

Don’t worry, these fools are just gasping their death knells as they sink into oblivion. “Journalist” ha.

You are a moron. that is the answer you’re looking for.

I had discovered Kratom right around the time I broke my ankle. I found the Kratom did a better job at managing my pain than the opiates that were prescribed to me. I also got a nice boost from Kratom. It was somehow energizing and relaxing at the same time. After a couple of months of use though, the effect was…

yes yes, pee in the pool. got it.

I switched to a $3/month plan with T-Mobile as soon as my phone was paid off. I make all my calls from my computer, so it’s basically for emergencies.

2008 called. They want their graphics back.

Wow! Much more powerful than my ‘p laser’, which I use to cleave small islands of toilet paper in two.

I used Kratom for a few months and really liked it! However, I became concerned about what I was actually taking. With no regulation or oversight, a consumer really has no idea about what they are consuming. Is this really Kratom leaf? or ground up Yerba Mate with cheap speed and tramadol in it? Not willing to risk…

What about ‘nunsense?’

The victim was killed by... gasp... a zombie!

Lost is great if you don’t watch the last season and leave it up to your imagination.

Yeah, ok, that’s pretty trippy. I should have made this post on one of the other lame things they threw the word ‘psychedelic’ at because more than 3 colors were involved. I couldn’t watch the video when I posted that.

WTF? What am I reading? yes, I could have chosen to not click on the story. I can also stop visiting Gizmodo entirely. That seems like the better option. Don’t worry, I won’t let the door hit my ass on the way out.