Eh. I mean, I know she's beloved for not caring about what dumbasses who think she's fat have to say (and good on her for it), but between her being completely humorless about her music and the realization that she really only has about 3 or 4 intonation tricks that she keeps going back to the well on, I'm kinda over…
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And yet, you're alive. Guess missing it wasn't a big deal after all.
Yeah, I'm not 100% sure what you're getting at, but there was an infamous Chappelle's Show sketch about it. It's not been forgotten. People have just decided that it's not as big a deal as R. Kelly's weak-ass lame R&B, just like people decided Chris Brown being a woman-beating violent psychopath isn't as big a deal as…
Yep.
Remember how everybody just conveniently forgot about R. Kelly, despite far, far more evidence that something seriously fucked was going on?
I think it's pretty cool that we have a criminal justice system where you can knowingly and willingly defraud individuals and companies out of hundreds of millions of dollars and get away with it as long as you pay a little bit of what you haven't spent or invested yet to the government.
Tornadoes can kill people.
I WILL KILL YOU GO BACK TO THE WORLD CUP
Hey, now, I went to Subway earlier and ordered a turkey and cheese sub. It was delicious.
It was. I just have a reflexive hatred for Pitchfork.
It's cool
"Mike Powell (@sternlunch) lives in Tucson, Arizona, and is a contributing editor at Pitchfork."
I was with you until you embraced the equally-bullshit "GOTTA WORK FOR IT" theory.
That's, like, a textbook stoner recipe idea come to life.
Why do you think they're called dirty water dogs?
Hyping/Recommending a Malcolm Gladwell book to me is the easiest way to notify me that you're a clueless, smug dipshit who couldn't fill a thimble with knowledge, but certainly loves to pretend otherwise in mixed company.
"...if you dont have a servesafe certificate and a culinary degree comments on meat temps is like getting medical advice from a carpenter...
What is it with chefs and acting like they're the last of a dying breed?
It's pretty obvious if you really pay attention. A guy who spontaneously decides in this 30s "hey, today, I'm gonna start really taking massive amounts of shit about Brazilians all day every day" is an asshole, but he's not a guy who really believes what he's saying.