I don’t know if I should even tell you guys about this. (You guys totally already know, don’t you?) It is too efficient and marvelous a time-waster. You could end up trapped there like Coach Gordon Bombay in Freejack
Ok, you were warned. Here it is: The Daily What
It is an awesome collection of fun things, created by the internet, to put your eyeballs on. Don’t believe me? Check it:
I like this more than I should…
And punched myself in the face for every connection this chart missed (No Jubilee one-sided infatuation with wolverine? *punch*)
The only thing better than wasting time reading various newspaper and magazine articles and op-eds on the internet? Reading funny and pointed commentary that snarkily tears apart those articles and op-eds. It took me awhile, but I think I’m starting to get into http://www.theawl.com/, even though I generally dislike heavy use of internet-ese (exclamation points, FULLCAPS, and other forms of over-exaggerated emphasis! Ironic use of nerd slang and meme references!!1!) Everything in moderation.
First Farrah Fawcett, now Michael Jackson. Death is removing an icon from each decade. If I were Mark Paul Gosselaar, I’d be careful out there today
Mark Paul Gosselar…lol
i dont whether to feel sad that a childhood hero is dead…or happy because I totally nailed that joke
is that bad?
i wonder if parents everywhere are rejoicing
while 20-something young adults are weeping
7 year old boys are exhaling and unclenching their sphincters
Read More »
I know we’re late to this (as to most things in the cyberspaces), but:
To male porn stars grunting, moaning and, especially, speaking. Shut the F up. Please.
This may come as a shock to you, your goatee, and your shorn scrotum, but no one is picking up a copy of “Schindler’s Fist” to hear your masterful line delivery of classic dialogue such as “Oh yeah” and “You like that?” I don’t know about those blonde twins, sir, but I do not. Like it. When you speak. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy the things you are doing, but, much like a barber, shoeshiner or masseuse, I just don’t want you to speak while you are doing them. This is my time, not yours.
To Mongolian Beef.
Or chicken. Or Mongolian ANYTHING. Fry some onions and garlic, add some unrecognizable meat product and then drown it in chili peppers and chili sauce. That is a meal fit for conquerors and the holders of territories that are strategically unimportant in RISK. If science ever created a Mongolian burrito, science could retire to Aruba because I would buy one of those for every breakfast, lunch and dinner. Mongolian food is the best.
I know people will complain that I’m describing a Panda-Expressed bastardization of Chinese food rather than traditional (bland and non-spicy) Mongolian cuisine like Boodog, which, if wikipedia memory serves me correctly, is mutton cooked within the abdominal cavity of a deboned marmot. To those people I say: I cannot hear your complaint regarding my historical inaccuracies due to the loud, tumescence-inhibiting chatter of the dude in this porno I’m watching.
Bonus neat fact about Mongolia: Apparently real live Tremors live in their deserts, Maybe (More here)