The literary hoax to end them all.
It’s hot enough to cook a pie on your face, but there are some things you can do to beat the heat.
La La Lame.
What does 2017 really have in store for YOU? Let us consult those things that glitter in the night sky that have absolutely nothing to do with anything.
Do something original you mindless goons.
Like swastika tattoos and erections, your ice cream preference says more about you than you might think.
Don’t let morality get in the way of saving you money this Christmas.
‘How To Fuck With TV’ 101.
To accompany a fine new tune from Tommy Guerrero.
Max Olijnyk has written a book. And to make matters worse, it’s good.
“This album is some fuckin’ earnest shit.”
Mind-expanding films for a mind-expanding drug.
“If watching three tourists sewed mouth-to-anus by a mad German scientist isn’t your cup of tea, then there’s nothing to see here.”
Paradise isn’t without its problems.
The memes Trump supporters are coming up with when they’re not masturbating in the woodshed over a photo of their cousin!
“Back in the 70s the gang of choice, I suppose, or the cool thing to be was a Sharpie.”
There’s a creepy clown epidemic sweeping America.
“You’ll Never Regretto a Golden Gaynetto.”
“I have toured every state in the Union and I’ve talked to Democrats in all walks of life. My candidacy is therefore based on the conviction that I can win the election.”
Stranger Things is so worth it. I’ve watched the first and only season twice, and both times I watched it in a day. And I’m no bonged-out couch potato. Anymore. Go watch the show.