Bone Ken Bone. Fame-seeking ass-clown.

As a local who gets to see all the games, watching the Kings with Cousins on the floor is the most joyless experience imaginable. He looks perennially disgusted about something for most games and even when he is engaged, he seems angry. Fantastic talent aside, I won’t miss his on-the-court show; it’s like watching…

omg you made me look:

Still quote Queen of Jordan from 30 Rock regularly — especially D’Fwan:

Is that an actual human?

Dear Anonymous,

Any time now, please.

Warmly,
Americans Trying To Grasp Their Last Shred of Sanity

Knock-knock. Who’s there? Satan. Oh hi Satan, here’s my soul...see you in 2016. <laugh track> Thank you, I’ll be here for eternity.

Where is our bowl of drained hamburger fat future president in this American company’s time of need? Hell — they’ve got “American” in the company name. And of course factory manufacturing, which is definitely coming back to make America a toxic hellhole great again. Plus he seems to have at least one thing in common…

So “Istanbul” is the Turkish word for “city of the holy litter box”?

Not enough phallic symbolism for me.

Only that she has pictures of Serena Williams to inspire her daughter. Tennis accomplishments notwithstanding, Serena Williams is an awful, poor sport of a person.