In the end, who really cares?

My name isn't really hootie mcboob. There, I said it.

This isn't my locker….

He's the Minneapolis Mangler.

HERE WE GO POPS HERE WE GO!!!!!

I first heard it in Master and Commander.

Varitek to the rescue!!!

Well now I know what I'm doing tomorrow morning. How did I not know about this?

Everything is cooler in slow-motion.

Fantasia On A Dream by Vaughn Williams

Blamy

If frolicking with your best friend in the surf is wrong, I don't wanna be right.

Get the fuck out.

Bradington.

Still better than watching Caillou the Cancer Kid.

Coming this fall: C-Section You In November

Well said. I can't support a God that only like "some" of his children and punishes others. If God needed to be loved and worshipped, that would in theory make him/her unperfect.

Very dark. And I had two older brothers and no tv remote, so they'd make me sit at the tv changing channels til they saw something they liked. Ah the good ole days.

Yeah but back then it was pretty slim pickings for most of us.

What about 3 O'Clock High?