That's the character. The orange thing with eyes and legs and stuff under it is the android it rides around like Segway.
That's the character. The orange thing with eyes and legs and stuff under it is the android it rides around like Segway.
"All the Rivers run into the sea; yet the sea is not full; unto the place from whence the Rivers come, thither they return again." Ecclesiastes 1:7
Lupe steal like Lupin III.
I also always wished that dating worked more like the Babylonian Marriage Market from Herodotus's Histories:
Definitely needs some more likes.
@ColdGottoBe:disqus I draw the line at Neon Bible, but I know where you're coming from.
But where else am I going to get free wi-fi??
It appears that Andy Rooney was reincarnated directly into Bloomberg's body, Heaven Can Wait-style.
My wife is head-over-heels in love with the lead singer of that band, Luke "Emperor" Steele, and it's one of those bands like Arcade Fire that the whole family can get into. I hope you like them!
They're all auditioning them for the next big Fox series, So You Think Your Hipster Baby Can Dance.
Yeah, it's so good. My son loves almost every track as well.
She already sounds like quite the Little Dickens… (whispers: "…never…forget…")
My 4-year-old's favourite dance-party track is Empire of the Sun's "Standing on the Shore". Also, as I noted in the TI thread, the other day I came across the Mumfords while flipping through radio stations, and he spontaneously started yelling "Boooooo!" (Yes, I am obnoxiously trumpeting how proud I am of my son for…
He brought such gravitas to that role. When he threw that confetti and his toupee fell off, I swear I cried.
I thought "bling ring" was the anal version of vajazzling…
Well, it was pretty mean of him to name his kids Tempest, Ligament and Natalie Imbruglia's Hit Single.
Ol' acid-jizz @avclub-75e43c12ef9f1cfdaeae92ca6fa90640:disqus !
Watching this trailer marked the very first time I have noticed that Emma Watson became an attractive woman (I'm pretty thick like that).
And his musical stylings were from Andy Gibb's career untimely ripped off.
While I was studying in Russia once, my younger brother (a self-styled "prankster" and "social terrorist") and his friends used my name, email and an actual photo of me (clothed) to create a profile on a gay hookup site. Whenever I checked my email in an internet cafe on that trip, my inbox was full of emails from…