Nibbles! CHEW THROUGH MY BALLSACK!
Nibbles! CHEW THROUGH MY BALLSACK!
Sorry, I prefer my nihilism in Arby's form.
/nerdgasms
"viewers might ultimately wonder if they can manage two hours of that kind of intensity."
Sleeping in the Flowers really is a tremendously fun song.
Teenage me was scared shitless, in the best way possible, by this song. There's nothing more raw, loud, and nihilistic than this song in the popular cannon.
I'm just here for the steamed clams.
I'm sure when their s/t album came out, it sold literally tens of copies. It was not time to quit their day jobs just yet.
Saw them in the lobby of a dorm at University of Houston long ago. And opening for MU330 a number of times in the early days. This band new how to write a singalong chorus.
I read once that FNL's music producer wanted the Bright Eyes version, but they said no for some reason.
And edible underpants, which were basically stale fruit rollups
Are we supposed to just pretend that Gregory is not consciously channeling Steve Urkel in all matters of appearance? Are we supposed to be ok with this?
Big. They smell big.
Are we allowed to talk about Poussey's German girlfriend's boobs? Because…
Ok. Good for you. You have an opinion, and so do I.
The thing about respect is that it belongs to the individual. It's not Mr. Vonnegut's concern, nor is it anyone else's, whether some kid that idolized him arbitrarily decided to slightly diminish his or her respect for a writer. That's perfectly fine; none of us should govern ourselves by what others want from us. …
Ever read anything he wrote? Such as the many passages about his love of students, and hope that they'd be able to make the world better? Yeah, I was naive and thought that might mean he'd want to meet one of them briefly. Sue me.
Vonnegut gave the graduation speech at my university in 1997. He was my hero. I worked every back channel I could for that entire year to figure out a way I could meet him in person - kissing administrator asses, getting involved in clubs that could put me in the right place on graduation day. No dice. Vonnegut…
Start with 10th of December. You'll see the spiritual kinship to Vonnegut. Saunders is a great writer.
How the hell does Don have a wireless TV remote in 1969?