i have a way better story about a girl and football, involving the Pats/Eagles superbowl with Paul McCartney at halftime, but i’m not sure i’m ready to air that out publically-while-still-mostly-anonymous-ly.

this is a cogent analysis. good job, you.

they fuckin’ suck, dude. it’s not just a clever name.

Fuck-Babies in Pizza Shop Basements are playing at the Odeon on Friday. Doors at 7, show at 8.

lol literally no one who “needs to hear” it cares.

hell yeah i am so here for dingers

i stan Logue ever since the Tao of Steve.

I'm an OSU grad, and i care less and less every year. this whole thing sucks, from tip to taint. urb just proves with every statement he makes, that he's a soulless husk. it's disgusting.

lol you think you get to be on the sidelines? i’m a bleeding heart white boy woke-ass liberal, and even i know when the revolution comes, i won’t be spared. they comin’ for our heads homie, it won’t be pretty.

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hahaha that last line made me l-o-l.

i remember lines of kids at recess just trying to do the utep over and over and over. i feel like hardaway never reached his potential.

wait wait wait

17 Nipples and a Front Butt is the new name for my concert bell choir

stop teasing me. i’m sick of all this bullshit. let’s re-convene when the nightmare is actually over. i can’t take any more heartbreak.

stop teasing me. i’m sick of all this bullshit. let’s re-convene when the nightmare is actually over. i can’t take any more heartbreak.

dril and dasharez0ne, and then burn everything else down.

anyone who drinks malt liquor past age 22 is a garbage person.

Hills ruled. They had a Super NES that you could play for free and unlimited. (most department stores at that time had the shitty rig that would reset the game every 5 minutes.)