According to the internets, Al and Tipper are no more.
Should we be sad? Because I’m kinda not. I mean,
According to the internets, Al and Tipper are no more.
Should we be sad? Because I’m kinda not. I mean,
Posted in It's the future folks, Sara, Truthiness, Yeah I went there, folks., unfortunate
Here are a few choice shots from a new flickr set showcasing a growing language trend amongst under-educated Tea baggers, aptly named Teabonics. I’m seriously convinced that the Tea Party isn’t so much a political movement as it is a club for people who enjoy making cute signs. You decide.
Via K. England
Posted in Andrew, Classy., americuh, folks., non-celebs eating shit
Fwends,
Every once in a while I post something I am particularly proud of, and this is one of those moments. It is impossible to watch this without your hand over your mouth.
Please watch this little gem introduced to me by my friend Tiffani.
“Can’t you see I’m tryin’ to put on my LIPSTICK?!”
“He thinks it over? It ain’t over.”
Posted in Classy., Sara, WTF, Yeah I went there, folks.
I have not tried this yet, but a friend just passed this to me and if it’s true then oh what a glorious day this has become!
Banana ice cream. Made with just bananas. And it like, totally tastes like ice cream.
Something about the gooey part balancing the frozen/icy part, I dunno.
Must buy food processor asap.
*via the kitchn
Posted in Sara, folks., just lovely, things for my house
This is for all you single lady-fwends! Many more uselful dating tips (circa 1938) at Sad and Useless. I do all of the these things all the time. Whoops!
Posted in Classy., aleks, folks., sentimental awesomeness
…and police dashboard cameras. Although the title of the clip should really be “Kitten Owns Cop.” Love it.
Posted in aleks, americuh, cute animals (kaitlyn), folks., videos
Elizabeth, I’m looking at you.
Posted in It's the future folks, Recession, aleks, folks., music
Let’s take a moment to listen to their first studio track because it fuuuuucking rocks.
Then let’s take a moment to picture a grinning Andrew clinking a shot of bourbon with Dave Grohl at the front bar, while a glowing Liz is accepting yet another shot from one (very tall) Josh Homme at the back bar. While I just sort of wander around knocking candles and glasses off the tables because I’m too busy drunk dialing the first 30 people in my address book to watch where I’m going…
Let’s pray they go on a proper tour, folks. There is more fun to be had!
Posted in It's the future, Sara, folks., music