Not indulgent enough.
Not indulgent enough.
Well, they won't be getting any more of my business. Wait.
…nope.
It's why I decided to go to great lengths to catch those last Thursday shows.
In a sea of remarkably terrible responses, yours stand out for their thought. So, thanks for that. Also, have to agree with this here. I guess I was expecting too much to believe the average AV reader was up on their oppressive language reading.
And this week's winner in the category of: how do you lose my respect the fastest?
Well, this will solve everything. Good job to everyone involved!
Dear everyone but this writer: get to work doing stuff. He'll just talk about how much he plans on doing once he's, you know, got time and stuff.
Guess you have to start again somewhere.
And I don't mean to essentially dismiss past misogyny, I just literally mean: if it has to start some time, and hasn't before, might as well be now.
Guess you gotta start somewhere.
Well, this is up there with Time's article on Tim Tebow in the 'making a small things into much bigger things' department.
This move is totally mersh, man!
Well, I guess he's right in that while people don't control the weather (at least till I finish my weather machine), we just kind of fuck it up.
Totally emo-punk.
Cooking with Martha Stewart? I don't get it.
'Emo-punk': totally a real genre, you guys.
I'm gonna go with post-hardcore on this one.
Interestingly, they plan on remaking this but without bosses.
Thank you so much for pointing me to High Dive! I've listened to Tennessee all day long.
Touche Amore and La Dispute would like to disagree.