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I left town once for the holidays and let my beloved housemate’s brother, who was visiting from Jersey, stay in my bedroom/side of the house.

Exercising went mainstream. Didn’t jogging, aerobics, basketball (for in the suburbia and urban environments) and weightlifting all blow up as mainstream pastimes in the 70s?!

Thou speaketh the truth. The Scandinavian boy bands of my youth (A-HA forever!!) were smoking hot, dude. These kids seem nice but they look like your average mopey dorks.

I’m sorry but aren’t boy bands members supposed to be hot or at least cute?

Music making. The business of music. High fashion. Contemporary art. Politics—although so far he has only threatened with that.

That’s like complaining that orgasms or epiphanies are “formulaic.”

I am rather upset that you brought William Blake into this repugnant situation. (But I chortled.)

I can only surmise he was baked out of his gourd when he posted that. (And yes, he’s a really nice guy in general.)

If only we could convert this guy’s chutzpah into energy. Global energy crisis = solved!

Vintage Gawk! [tips trilby].

Corgis are a feisty breed and utterly devoted, I imagine, to their mom. They would run circles around Philip on their stubby little paws really fast, until the old man got dizzy and fell down/asleep.

Deffo Adam Driver.

Vince Staples, I did my “googles” (sic) and looky here: Whoopi’s eyebrows.

He sounds nice! “Bio-terror attack” though?! “Deported from the U.S.”?! Naughty, naughty, naughty! He shouldda stuck to real estate grabs like Maharishi Mahesh.

The sponsor logos on their shirts:

No disrespect to Ms. Richards but that’s a crazy logical progression.

Hero worship? Please. These pipsqueaks are like irritating puppies, they get on my nerves but VASTLY less so than Beyonce, Amber Rose, Taylor Swift, the Chupakabrashians or that crank with the dumb leather fashion jogger pants.

Crap. Is that confirmed? I know they went to that woo-woo private school their parents created based on a blueprint shat by the opiate-pickled brain of Lafayette “Fucknuts” L. Hubbard. But I am hoping they are not actually ensnared in the full spectrum of bullshit. Are they?!

Bhaha. They ain’t quite as self-aware as they think, the poor cute little lambs.

Must concur and commented below to that effect. Though Willow did muff it a wee bit when she said Jaden is “the yin to my yang.” She has confuse, yin is the feminine principle & yang the masculine.