If you're looking to furnish your place really cheaply Paula has a line of furniture out. You can get her stuff at firesale prices and claim you bought it before you knew she was a greasebomb pimping racist.
If you're looking to furnish your place really cheaply Paula has a line of furniture out. You can get her stuff at firesale prices and claim you bought it before you knew she was a greasebomb pimping racist.
Is it just me or does Boy Robyn look like a young Hank Venture?
Now what this video needs is Girl Hitler. GIRL HITLER!!!
"Skull" by Sebadoh.
They're huge where I live because we have a lot of retirees living there who will throw actual tantrums if they can't go to a touristy hellhole where they eat bland overcooked and overpriced crap while looking at all the fake "old timey" trinkets in the gift store.
Now you have me wondering where Will and Hannibal would have stopped on their roadie. If they stopped at a truckstop, do you think Hannibal would've had the chili while Will morosely gnawed on a cheeseburger? I'd like to think Hannibal might get all transgressive, and had BREAKFAST FOR DINNER.
I've brought this up before, but isn't Prubs getting a little more cruel with every episode? A nightlight isn't hurting anyone, but she insists that Cinnamon Bun sleep without one. For Chrissakes, he's the Hodar of the Candy Kingdom. If he needs a soft light for reassurance, give him a frickin' soft light.
Everyone is raising eyebrows about how troubling it is that Frank is the only human in Margaret's family, but the really troubling thing is how many mullets her cousins were rocking.
I noticed at the end Mordecai pretends not to know Rigby. I wonder if that's turning a developmental corner too.
Nah, Denise is just hot.
It was The Body… errr…. The Mind.
You're far from alone. I can tell you the Fun Boy Three version of Our Lips Are Sealed is the version on my MP3 player.
Gotta love the Rock of Love callback. It reminded me just how much I fucking hate Bret Michaels and VH1. At least is wasn't a Flavor of Love reference.
But not nearly as disturbing as the Volleyball scene.
I'm just saying if Eileen winds up with Rigby all her burritos will taste like failure.
So Mordecai went to art school and didn't finish? Let me sum up my feeling with a haiku:
Eileen is way too good for a slacker like Rigby. So no we can't start the countdown.
But the forbidden flavor is delicious!
Sun Ra AND Cecil Taylor?
She's still alive even if her life is fucked up as hammered shit.
I was so relieved when Peggy called Stan about her rat problem. For a moment I thought she was calling Abe, and would eventually get back with that tool. It's not every day when I see Stan on Mad Men and think "Oh thank God it's that hirsute jackass, and not the other one."