I was hoping that this would offer revelations about Jagger's romantic involvement with former Olympic swimmer, Mark Spitz

from duckface to meth mouth in 3..2..1..

I came to Sleater-Kinney so late in the game. I had been such a huge fan of bands like Bratmobile, the PeeChees, Bikini Kill, Emily's Sassy Lime all that stuff…that by the time Sleater-Kinney had started to blow up, I was not able to approach them at all. But then I fell hard for that shit a couple of summers ago. And…

Lecter was not born such a shitty franchise, but made one by years of systematic abuse…

I can't wait until the two-parter where Buffalo Bill fashions a woman-suit out of Whitney…

"penis"? is this being produced by Harvey Keitel?

Does Axl mean to be AIDS to Slash's Cancer?

Boy, Realdolls don't age very well at all.

A bag of smashed apples.

Shitney.

That is more likely the interior of her crypt.

Reba looks like an age-enhanced photo of Jon Benet

It's an ancient chinese secret…

And O'Neal sent his own physical address to XL a mere 14 minutes prior to posting this to avclub.

O'neal'd

"Parents Just Don't Understand" will forever be regarded as a cry for help…

Patton Oswalt was a good second choice since Ryan Dunn will be unavailable…

The aughties were a tender time, we had subject lines and we were satisfied.

Sugartits
Who knew that Sugarland could draw 55 people…

Parallax View, Deux: Nerds in Paradise