Well alrighty then. Successful poonsies. Hats off, sir.
Well alrighty then. Successful poonsies. Hats off, sir.
I've been experimenting with the country music station lately (my friends would almost rather i was experimenting with tar heroin) and I'm here to tell you, this guy stands out from almost everyone else.
He's probably in the fucking emergency room.
Fucking WELL DONE RAF. That was pretty funny. You just made that whole thing work.
She's hotter than the sun. Not necessarily my type in every way, but shit man, I got a pair of working eyes. I bet some people jerk off every time they see her.
NOT RIGHT NOW, GERBIL
Also, robots are everywhere, and they eat old people's medicine for fuel.
I could never hate you Diabeetus. But you really are one fat bastard.
I will.
Chomp And Stomp tomorrow in Cabbagetown.
Hell yeah, I'll always chime in with the Weird Al love. Saw him twice on his last tour and he was amazing.
You guys can say whatever you want, none of you recorded "The End Of Silence". Henry Rollins is a stone cold badass.
"Women- can't live with them, can't refute their theorems."
I am fucking cool.
He's going to be eating his cereal etc etc.
I LOVE YOU DOCTOR ZAIUS!
That was pretty awesome, 77.
IRON LUNG.
And for one brief, shimmering moment, Kid Rock fucking ruled. Then he stopped ruling and went back to all that other horrendous shit he does.
All that shit on Legacy. Every song.