Pussy!

I dunno. I'd ______ and _______ and even _______ Chan, showered or un-showered. I'll eat up all her crackers and her licorice, basically.

I guess I should also add that this show was before she cleaned up her act, so it was basically 2 hours of her hiding behind a piano singing a medley of Blue Moon/Motherless Child/Fuck the Pain Away.

*drops trou*

She started it.

I don't know, but if you have a suicidal friend who suffers from depression: Do NOT take them to see Cat Power. Even if the tickets are free. Live and learn…

Ew. What did you get on your space-bar? Something sticky, looks like. Best case, it came from your FACE! Worse case, your cat is in heat again.

How about:

Oh, I'll do the stooping, stoopid.

Would ya look at that? Someone down-voted you.

Holy fuck, world. You win.

Look again. I don't think those are tears.

That's it. I'm telling Erik:

It's okay. I'm pretty sure Harmon also jerks it while reading Hirsute Ho-Bags.

Fun Fact: I'm impersonating Russell Mael right now.

You're irrelevant!! DOWN VOTED!!!

I don't know why, but I always thought Stevie Wonder played that badass synth run on this. But it was Paul. You know, because talent.

…and that was Santa Claus that threw that rock!

I hear if you play Carnival of Light synced-up with The Day the Clown Cried, it makes you want to turn the TV off immediately.

wtf is nu disqus lol