Hardwick would be the rodent you're trying to get out of your crawlspace.

Demiglace du Brer Rabbit!

Tom Tom Tom, your staunch tweetstorm defenses just read like mansplaining at its whitest.

Cinnabuns in the Auschwitz ovens!

These are fucking amazing.

music for the comatose and/or vanilla.

it's also fucking shudder-inducing, like "alt-right".

My favorite album of this year was "Romantic" by Mannequin Pussy.

but Imogen Poots, a combination starlet and workhorse who…

Imogen Poots, meet Steve Farts.

Those MP3s aren't 400% bigger than normal just because of added aural pleasure…

thanks jack. im doing my best to avoid the media doing their sensationalizing over this. it's just going to fucking drive me crazy.

Vintage chic!

oooh, Keri Russell's costuming is the best on TV.

I want low prices, as little human interaction as possibly, and to get out of there as soon as fucking possible.

I wrote this without knowing what the hell happens at one of these places. So you walk in, something crawls up your ass and scans everything you put in your basket, auto-charges your Amazon account, and you walk out.

he's an internet zillionaire! wanting to get hitched to Cranston's little girl!

But without the catalog, how will 50+ year old matrons dress up in southwest chic?

tbf, the A's were right on top of it. The Warriors, not so much.

Yeah, but your'e still waiting for the fucking things to arrive. No instant gratification.