@misslinda: I do go places I want to go and do things I want to do and approach fascinating beautiful women and say wildly retarded things to them and go home and write angry e-mails to Chris Lehmann.
Based on a true story.
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Based on a true story.
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You might be able to figure out my OKCupid username if you're quite clever.
I am 31, male, straight, and in Brooklyn.
I am good-bad, but not evil.
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You might be able to figure out my OKCupid username if you're quite clever.
I am 31, male, straight, and in Brooklyn.
I am good-bad, but not evil.
#gawkerfawker
So did Remy just go ahead and make a macro for "omit 'furries' reference"?
Wrong, Kamer. The correct song to link to was the Old 97's' "Just Like California." ("Just like California/ to make a fool of me/ steal the sideshow, burn the disco/ slide into the sea.") See you in summer school.
@misslinda: This isn't even a contest. Rich Lowry was just spotted in CostCo buying a "Hang In There!" cat poster and a case of condoms.
Although I've never launched a website on the back of being shitfaced at work along with Ken Layne, I'm proud to say I've been shitfaced at work while someone was launching a website on the back of being shitfaced at work along with Ken Layne.
@MattGaymon:
Assisted Shoeicide: Cheney, Rove, Weinberger, McCarthy, MacArthur, McNamara, Mussolini, Iago, Skeletor, and the Republican Blister Conspiracy. By Scott Horton.
@Richard Lawson: Then you're doing it right.
The screen cap looks like the extreme fail version of the tragedy/comedy masks.
I don't get it. Is the City Paper editor a dog, or is he a horse? Or is he some sort of... shudder... horsedog?
@Botswana Meat Commission FC: Well, when it comes to fine art, I find it's no longer worth getting upset. Que syrup, syrup.
Good, here's hoping the primary comes down to Newsom, who makes babies, and Feinstein, who eats them.
@PrettyNotPretty: I actually tend to use my name to end e-mails, as does pretty much everyone I e-mail. Meaning really, the only people this excludes are the ones named "Sincerely".
@BookishLookish: No, it clearly says the child weighs less than 20 pounds, or at least can be manipulated via waldo or a system of pulleys.
But dammit, Matt Gonzalez knocked up the people! The people!!
The worst part of that one was, until I got to the "suburban Connecticut" bit, I was convinced I'd been hiding a secret sex diary from myself.
@VoxPopuli: Well, as much as I'm generally opposed to strangling anyone regardless of age, gender, or promiscuity, I like the idea of re-envisioning Layne as some sort of Cormac McCarthy antagonist. Meaning Ana Marie Cox is actually buried under some cholla in the Monument.
Um, doesn't Ken Layne live in fucking Barstow or something like that? Isn't his idea of a "social going-on" to stare down a cougar and decide, in the end, not to strangle it?
This is like having Bear Grylls guest blog for Eater.
I suppose the fact that Anderson Cooper continues to not be Donna Brazile's boo means it wasn't a fuckup per se. But still, the whiteness of the silver fox inspired 40,000 t-shirts, and that's worth listiculation if anything is.
This stuff had pretty thoroughly permeated the Santa Barbara punk scene by 2002, neatly explaining away the Ataris and Dim Mak and whatever the fuck it is Parry Gripp does.
