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I serve germs tiny artisanal beers to make them regret all their terrible germ mistakes. At my microbe ruery.
I like my coffee like I like my "I like my coffee like I like my women" jokes: terrible
How much wood would a woodchuck chuck if, though woefully unequipped for it, its need for self actualization hinged solely on the activity?
shit is in a state of near-constant artificiality, punctuated by brief moments when it "gets real"
Yesterday my dad asked me what the English for "grim reaper" was. Today I discovered it was for a little poem he was writing... about Obama.
Beans, beans, the musical instrument. Put them in a tin can or plastic cup.
Phantom pain for my real friends, real pain for my phantom friends. Fuckin' phantoms.
(With, obviously, lyrics in Hebrew about graduating written by 12-year-olds.)
The elementary school under my window, a thousand curses on it, is using a karaoke version of Seven Nation Army in its graduation ceremony.
21 Jump Street is thus titled Macho and the Botan.
Contemporary Russian slang for nerd: "Botanic" (i.e. botanist). Even hipper contracted form: "Botan".
Really? No Google hits for "paint and thinner reconciled"?
Now we have no jobs, no cash and no hope, and me, I feel also not so good.
madam, i'm adamantium