Three long years I listened to my hippie fucking roomate squaking, "Bro, you gotta see them live. You have to." Turns out they suck live. Although, Alpine Valley is a great place to get drunk. And seeing that rich dad run around the parking lot in his golf trunks looking for his ingrate kid was particularly charming.…

Agreed. Additionally, a return to the D-double-O D-double-O style would be rather fly.

It was the perfect crime and Walt knew it. He learned from the manager dude/Giancarlo Esposito's tip never to trust an addict. Like when Tony squeezed the life outta Chris' beak, Walt's doing whatever is necessary to protect his "family." He lost the I'm-making-meth-to-save-my-broke-family innocence a few episodes…

Thief - I don't know what the fuck they put in them fucking cans, but it's good as fucking shit. Out of a bottle, the amber ale has that sour after taste. But the fucking can kills that shit. The after taste outta the can is like a fucking caramel or some shit. Even my lady friend that refuses to drink brews in can…

Fat Tire is now available in 12 pack, cans. Fuck yes. Fixing my car drinking that shit will be cool.

The strangest thing can happen from rapping
When niggas get wrapped up in image and acting
Niggas get capped up and wrapped in plastic
Niggas end up in bags, when it happens, that it (zipp!)

Squirts Center

And he enjoys the someone-urinated-on-the-negative look too. Bastard.

G's up, ho's down, if that bitch can't swim, she's bound to drizound.

No no no!

Sit On His Stain

been in the lab with a pen and a pad trying to get this damn label off

Van Sant got back on the indie/mainstream thrown with Elephant, and then Milk. Soderberg's been bunk ever since abandoning his subtle, emotive shooting style with the head scratching, pointless color manipulative schemes found in Traffic and the Oceans. I wish the reviewer dude had touched on the look of the film.…

A Broom With A View