Cinnacrunch bagels with that whipped cream cheese are fantastic. Fantastic!

She has giant breasts. I bet they're soft as pillows and smell sweet.

Dude, they gave Fall Out Boy an 'A'. Journalistic integrity my ass. Somebody's get blown by Wentz.

So here was the first posted comment below the article on the Tribune site:

AC/DC?!! You're out of your mind!! AC/DC stands in the corner of the Rokc Canon pissing on a wall, fingering a groupie with one hand and chugging a bottle of whiskey with the other.

How much of "Morrison", as we see him, was actually Jim and how much of it was grandiose nonsense after he died? He was a drunken lunatic, surely. Check out the box set. It's hilarious.

The Doors can be seriously overwrought but, marking the time I first heard certain songs, The Doors rank right up there. The End, Riders on the Storm, Roadhouse Blues, LA Woman. Good shit.

I like slutty girl Halloween costumes. Add alchohol to the mix and it becomes a self fulfilling prophecy. And I benefit!

I was in an XFL fantasy league. Best fantasy league ever.

I have to say that I'm not a fan of Jim throwing his weight around. He's kind of a dick. But then I've always had a problem with authority.

She did. Pam was giddy with excitement over the gossip and to have it turn on her was perfect.

I like that they're developing Erin as a foil for Pam. Good move.

I prefer a long, long nap. Followed by another.

The Mist - yes - surprisingly affecting! That one blindsided me with it's excellence.

Went to the theater with a friend's very permissable family when I was 8 and saw 'It's Alive". I'm fairly certain that shit fucked me up for life.

Halloween is the gold standard. And it has that fantastic score.

The Weather Channel's decision to diverge from their original programming has got me all misty.

It is indeed. Vampire's a different beast entirely though. White Wolf was genius in it's creation in that you could project most anything onto it. Women of a certainbent could get all mooney over the Toreador and Venture. I wonder how many lonely nerds that game helped get laid. Many many. Bless Mark Rein Hagen.

In the land of Monty Haul perhaps Strangelovecraft.

Mother stabbers
Father rapers