Along with my affinity for a finely breaded chicken mound, as a first grader I liked boys with blond hair, playing freeze tag, and juice. I hated milk. At the ripe old age of twenty-blahblahblah, I still love the nuggets, but I’m more akin to brunette guys, bar hopping, and beer. I still hate milk. […]
Want someone’s blood-stained futon? Seriously in need of a VHS copy of Cruel Intentions? Have an intense desire an Inception themed rim job? If you answered yes to any of these questions, head on down to the Manhattan, New York Craigslist page. Browse the misspelled ads and try and steer clear of the prostitution stings […]
Here are two facts that you may not have known about me: 1) As a kid, I loved chicken McNuggets so much, I’d have eaten them morning, noon, and night, and also maybe at dusk, and at dawn, and every 15 minutes in between, because who doesn’t like battered chicken parts fried to golden perfection, […]
Rewind to a year or so back, and Brody Jenner (talent: being born to someone talented) and Jayde Nicole (talent: tits) were dating, making out in Hawaii, and looking generally hot all while dressed like normal human beings. He was drool-worthy hot in that “why do I know who you are again?” type of way. […]
Awww. Obviously Obvious News, I missed you! It’s been so long since we learned that Running with the Bulls is still dangerous. Luckily, Reuters is at it again, letting us know that subjecting yourself to ungodly heat for extended periods of time could, kill you. The world sauna championships go down every year in Finland, […]
These are the kinds of local news stories that I live for. Crazy midwestern pastor? CHECK. Tuesday morning stripper squad? CHECK. SWEET MULLET AND PORN STACHE? CHECK CHECK CHECK.
Step aside, Barack Obama. Basil Marceaux is the true master of spoken eloquence.
Amy Winehouse is back! As you can tell, this look is classic Amy. The frighteningly distended stomach and shirt pulled up to her boobs, complemented by the same ballet flats she’s been wearing since the beginning of time. Oh and of course, she’s looking fabulous PASSED OUT ON A F***ING BENCH IN LONDON AT NINE […]
I feel that in this case, that stock photo is pretty unnecessary.
Keep your eyes on the kids on the left. Pure, unbridled joy. Note to the kids: 20 years later, little dudes, you’ll still be as mystified by breasts. Trust us.
