Dress

it's Chest Ahoy's here in Pirate's Cove, SD

but her cookies smell like sour milk and beans

when it melts you can call it Creme Anglaise (because that's what it is), and it's the most delicious of desert toppings.

Yeezus is just a-ight with me.

give it the Caligula treatment - splice-in some unrelated Penthouse soft-focus porn scenes!

fuck. i can't read the comments here because of all the people talking about what happens in later episodes.

Simon singing Short People would be swell

Lou Reed doing “Solsbury Hill,”

i'm convinced the contestants are either allowed time to look up recipes or are given the basic recipes for a particular dish before the cooking starts.

we are Jacking The Ball

Limnal States

Hey Lois, remember that time I accidentally crashed into Uranus?

luckily, i never felt that way about my dad's musical taste (or my mother's). my dad has always had good taste, IMO. even today, whenever one of us finds something interesting, we send the other a copy - we exchange dozens of CDs every year.

titty prison ain't racist! titty prison is just about the titties.

Give me back my sponge, Bob!

Kill: Switch
Love: Muffin
Fuck: Stain

Lion Eyes

way back int he early 90's, Howard Stern was talking about the state of country music, and he said (paraphrasing) that modern commercial country music is like listening to the worst song off of an Eagles album.

and so charming!