Naw, I don't hate 'em, I just find 'em sorta bland. They do not put the lotion in the basket, as it were.
There's just this bar in Osaka where my friend used to work and they played Hot Fuss at least once a night so I figured I'd like to have that music to listen to in the background of multilingual drunkening. That doesn't happen so much aorund here.
And yeah, I think those bowls are strictly on dry nacho duty. But they're really easy to make. Gotta figure out something else to do with my new found record melting powers. Nearly silent windchimes? Bad ass report covers? Cat scratch fever?
I suck. Sorry. I've been trying to politely, covertly go through the slow process of seeing all my NYC friends one/two at a time as that I seem to drift down there for one reason or another every other month. Staten is next on my list, I swear. Just let me scrape together some cash for the Chinatown bus and its ON.
Go. Fuck. Yourself. Never met such a scavenging, penny-scrabbling, lack of anything but a few shitty logos town. I mean, what's Boston done that the world gave a shit about since a bunch of drunks got dressed like theatre's idea of Indians chucking tea and put the Mooninite's in jail? What a goddamn ridiculous town.
Maybe I just understand pride in your place of residence, coming from a town on the cusp of the continent's biggest liquid waste dump and a string of commerce boxes out to fucking Buffalo but don't you have to have some accomplishments before you have some fucking pride? What's the correlation between Boston having the most per capita local sports team ballcaps worn and the general lack of any shit to be proud about for a major metropolitan area?
That, and shut up Sac. You go and tell me to move back and do soemthing to improve shit and then rib me for getting jacked by the same sense of groundless entitlement that hangs around this rock like flies on shit. Is it a crime to not want to be a chain wallet wearing, gun-toting douchebag whose definign characteristic is building his life for that one moment to defend? Fuck it, I'll get stripped bare and beaten beofore I walk around chained by fear of what happens next.
I realize this could be a bit past the expiration date on the information in this here post, but what and when is this Beyond Broadcast conference and I can I try to hit on your friends with breasts by talking about political blogging?
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and your hatred of the killers is puzzling
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There's just this bar in Osaka where my friend used to work and they played Hot Fuss at least once a night so I figured I'd like to have that music to listen to in the background of multilingual drunkening. That doesn't happen so much aorund here.
And yeah, I think those bowls are strictly on dry nacho duty. But they're really easy to make. Gotta figure out something else to do with my new found record melting powers. Nearly silent windchimes? Bad ass report covers? Cat scratch fever?
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Don't blame me 'cause you caan't keep your shit tahgether. I don't eat all impahrts for dinner, just the ones who let themselves get eaten.
Lahve,
Beantown
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Never met such a scavenging, penny-scrabbling, lack of anything but a few shitty logos town.
I mean, what's Boston done that the world gave a shit about since a bunch of drunks got dressed like theatre's idea of Indians chucking tea and put the Mooninite's in jail? What a goddamn ridiculous town.
Maybe I just understand pride in your place of residence, coming from a town on the cusp of the continent's biggest liquid waste dump and a string of commerce boxes out to fucking Buffalo but don't you have to have some accomplishments before you have some fucking pride? What's the correlation between Boston having the most per capita local sports team ballcaps worn and the general lack of any shit to be proud about for a major metropolitan area?
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Still think Boston's a fucking brat though.
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- Mons
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