Far out, man.
Far out, man.
The thought of a raw chicken fetish grosses me out more than anything I've read on Savage Love.
When you put it that way it sounds like the premise for an alternate history novel where Neko Case is president in 1941.
You said it. I'm gonna take an angry nap.
Marc Maron and Marc Maron-related media.
Ragtime, baby!
Whats up with that? I don't listen to podcasts.
For my money I think it's on the level of Fox Confessor.
I am enraged.
Because she has the gall to be angry and hurt by her husband turning cold and distant.
I basically always pictured him as Alan Moore. So y'know just get him.
A GODLESS MAN CANNOT SIT IN THE SEASTONE CHAIR BUT HE CAN KINDA LEAN AGAINST IT, I GUESS!
He's got the heawt of a champion!
Hottest ladybot since Glados.
I'm sad Kristen Schaal ain't gonna be on there this season, but Amy Sedaris probably needs the paycheck more.
BREAKFAST PRINCESS!
Fucking hell thats gonna haunt my nightmares
Hey, friend. Don't be afraid. I'm a gypsy child like you, running wild and crazy!
Lobster soul!