
Mo Fa Me
Mo Fa Me
Kevin later moved to NYC, became a club kid and a drug addict. This brought back his violent tendencies and he murdered his dealer/roommate and went to jail.
An American elected official dyed his face orange in a show of solidarity for anything nonhuman.
He looks like a Bond villain in the last one. Not the big bad in the movie mind you, but one of the mini-boss types that gets dealt with maybe 2/3rds of the way through in an explosives mixing gag or something. Bond wraps it up with a pun: “He should handled that more...gingerly.”
It’s refreshing to see a story about a basketball star worried about keeping children out of a Ball’s mouth instead of some other combo those words.
Kids shit their pants over Refused, and ignore Nation of Ulysses. It’s criminal really:
Swiss rolls are the perfect snack, except when a layer of chocolate sticks to the carboard. Which is every time. FIX THAT!
I felt a great disturbance in the sport, as if millions of baseball writers suddenly cried out in terror and were suddenly choked on their indignation.
That not a man, its a chicken boo
It’s good Brady got his old jersey back. We all know everyone from Boston hates new jersey.
She’s rude even to her own husband, you know:
The Social Justice Bard is right out though, seriously, pick up a weapon, nobody wants to listen to your locally sourced lute.
Here we go.
Steve Albini is the only good Medill alum.
‘Seasons In The Abyss’ - Slayer
meeting Kermit the Frog is the best experience one can have on this planet
Technically, savage as ATF
ONCE AGAIN, ZEKE ELLIOTT BLOWING THE TOP OFF THE COVER TWO.