Familiar Trampleweak

Fuck “Wuthering Heights” all the way to the edge of the universe. How I was forced to read that when I was 15 I will never know.

Awesome recipe. I think we have the same Oma!

This makes sense. I mean, I have opinions on movies I haven’t even seen.

You got mud on your face, you big disgrace, shoving those sandwiches into your face singing, We Will, We Will Rowsdower

The Western side of the state is just Indiana in disguise.

In college, I tried to jump over a four-foot-tall stone fence from, like, five feet away whilst incredibly drunk and tore a few ligaments in my right foot. It was a Saturday night and my friends and I were on our way to a party.

As a group, they make The Gathering of the Juggalos look like the orchestra pit at a Victor Borge concert.

Hey! At least we have ... uhh ... umm ... uhh ... Swenson’s?

You’re going to like the way you shit. I guarantee it.

Despite the fact that the good part of autumn really only lasts about 12 days where I live, I say bring it the fuck on. Apple cider! Baseball playoffs! Those fucking addictive Reese’s peanut-butter-filled pumpkin things!

Oh shit, Amazon’s in on it too!

Goddamn. I’m watching this on repeat for the rest of the work day.

There’s a Star-Spangled Banner Waving Somewhere (Peter Grudzien version) 

This is, unfortunately, perhaps the truest thing that will be written anywhere all month about college football.

Ben McAdoo is the college roommate who keeps all his dirty dishes in his bedroom and the only thing he owns is a CCR box set

The Ancient Mystic Society of No Hues

Oh my god. I would absolutely watch that Jean-Claude Van Damme movie.

Yeah, I do always forget that they weren’t necessarily made for children. My aunt was reminiscing that before a movie would start, the theater would usually play a newsreel first, then an episode of a serial, then two cartoons, and then the movie. With the news nowadays, I could skip that part, but showing a couple…