Need more Cure! Always!
Woman Crush Wednesday: Shirley Manson of Garbage. I <3 her. Get away. She’s mine! 🎶I thought you were Special🎶:
Sweet Dreams.
Go read this, another entry on me and rhythm method’s ongoing development of the bracket for the worst song of the last 25 years. I trash some music, he trashes my picks, all good fun. Read it!
The late Bob Welch with a song he wrote during his Fleetwood Mac days, “Sentimental Lady”.
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As the resident mullet expert around these parts, thats a damn fine mullet. Much better than that weak mullet that college wrestler was so worked up about a few weeks ago.
*trigger warning/spoiler alert*
Business in the frontcourt, party in the backcourt.
Don’t mind if I ThiboDO! Have sex with him, I mean.
Damn, bland chicken and broccoli? You’d at least think he’d learned something from his brother.
Nah.
Probably the hospital.
Cleveland could always use a middling quarterback to turn into a bad quarterback.
Copa Labradores.
Broke up with my wife at a Ray LaMontagne concert, he played this when she nodded and walked away
Cleaning out the garage this weekend. Found “Blow Out Comb”. GOOD FIND.
“We’re landlocked...but named after an explorer...”