January 2012
47 posts
Tim: We can’t go, we’re here, we gotta pick something, and what’s that saying? Doesn’t the dress find you?
Becky: Can we please just go? This was a dumb idea.
Tim: I’m gonna tell you something, alright? And you can’t tell it to anyone else. My mother never took me shopping for a pageant gown and because of that I never placed at Miss Texas. That’s why I...
Those of the intervening 12 songs in which he achieves orgasm substantially...
– Robert Christgau: Good Morning Little School Girl: R. Kelly
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In addition to being somewhat crazy—a shrink once diagnosed me with borderline...
– i keep a .txt file with sentences that would make good novel openings
t(*-*t)
t(*-*)t
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He told me that all the good simple people in his novels, Little Nell, even the...
– An apocryphal story about Dostoevsky meeting Dickens
There is a way to get love letters from your possible girlfriend. Of course, you...
Fodor: My argument for p is based on three premises:
q
r and
p
1. BEHOLD THE MORTIFIED MICHIGAN PUNTER
(Via @bubbaprog at Mocksession)
PUNTCON THREAT LEVEL PROTOCOLS
PUNTCON-5
go ahead an’ punt the ball! looks like you’re all ready, freddy!
you’re gonna give yer team slam-bang field position! gee whiz! don’t that make you feel super?
if y’get nervous, just tell yerself: “it’s fourth down, no reason to...
Mick Jagger should fold up his penis and go home.
9:05:26 p.m.: Standing on windowsill, telling secretary I’ll jump if she leaves me now. She says I don’t have the guts and the window doesn’t even op
9:05:59 p.m.: Awning.
9:06:27 p.m.: Nother awning.
9:06:43 p.m.: Yellow Cab™ roof.
9:11:23 p.m.: Whatta town.