WHO THE HELL ARE YOU

no explanation necessary

CHOPS

BARNABAS COLLINS

come on guys...you know who that is

and LaCroix FUCKING LA CROIX BITCH



"BITCH PLEASE"

who are you wearing

WHEN I LEFT ENGLAND'S SHORE

jesus fuckin christ this is the best movie of all fucking time

ALL
FUCKING TIME

exploitation
nazis
nazi scalps
eli dumbfuck roth
bj novak WAREZ
brad pitt trying to be bad ass and failboating
the "good bad & the ugly" titles

i'm jizzing right now



"Let me tell you another thing about ... I'm doing a blog right now where I've been collecting all of the freshest stuff that's rainbows — Denver Nuggets jerseys, BAPE shoes, Nikes with rainbows on 'em — and saying, "Man I think as straight men we need to take the rainbow back because it's fresh." It looks fresh. I just think that because stereotypically gay people got such good like style that they were smart enough to take a fresh-ass logo like the rainbow and say that it's gonna be theirs. But I was like "Man I think we need to have the rainbow" — the idea of colors , life and colors and stuff, I mean how is that a gay thing? Colors? Having a lot of colors is gay?"

tell me wry

http://www.kxan.com/dpp/news/Road_signs_warn_of_zombies

alright which /b/ tard did this

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Happy_Holidays_(album)

There is nothing fair in this world
There is nothing safe in this world
And there's nothing sure in this world
And there's nothing pure in this world
Look for something left in this world
Start again
come on

Show business is often referred to as “the last frontier of Communism”. Think about it. Performers are beholden to the common interests of a faceless collective who demand more for less. In the advent of technology, the ability of the artist to make massive profits has been destroyed. Artists, performers, midgets, musicians, jugglers, magicians, deejays – everybody – all of us – we’re all fucked now.

The result? I’m not going to bring out your hamburger and fries in a timely manner. I’m going to take cigarette breaks every 5 minutes. You’ve made me wait in a bread line, and I’m going to rest my aching dogs while your white ass salivates over that burger just sitting there, taunting you under the heat lamp. And I’m not going to bring it over to you until I’m good and ready.

That was the Soviet Union then and this is Hollywood now.

But even in the belly of despair, there is always hope. We know of a small town, north of Star City, in the woody fields of evil Mother Russia. The town, Gorchakovagrad, officially never existed. But we know it was there and we know how they danced. They danced around a fire created not by accidental nuclear disaster, but a fire fueled by their own desire – a desire to once again be entertained. And to sell the entertainment at a high price so that they and their families might once again live as higher beings with swimming pools shaped like Mickey Mouse.

Gorchakovagrad made Ibiza look like Houston, made Vegas look like Newark. Men dressed as neon gods. Women dressed as lizards. Dancing was cutthroat, dangerous. Music was loud, sensual, sexual, brave, sexual and sexy. The deejays were Italian. Money changed hands. Fashion conquered all. The girls, though reptilian, were hot. They were sexy capitalist pigs that knew their way around a deck of turntables…..and they liked to fuck.

There were no iPods, no computers, no websites. No file sharing. No intentional neutering of America’s teens. There was only 100% pure entertainment created by humans….for humans. And love.

This happened in the Soviet Union. And this will happen again on Oct. 21 when Electric Six releases its fifth record entitled Flashy.

Opening with the shameless and cowardly, but highly entertaining and delicious Gay Bar, Pt. 2, Electric Six is coming at you with all full force, hearkening back immediately to a very profitable time in its career, hoping that somehow an association will be made wherein the listener might accidentally buy more copies of this record than he normally would have because he thinks he’s getting Gay Bar, Pt. 1.

From there the album moves into a back to back to back-to-back selection of radio-ready pop nuggets, insisting that you hold us tight and never let us go. There are no themes on Flashy. Only hooks and aural delights. But we try to dress it up in glitter and neon along the way and that’s why we talked about the Soviet Union a little bit.

The new album is heavy at times as demonstrated by Formula 409 and Heavy Woman. The album is anthemic at times as demonstrated by Your Heat is Rising and We Were Witchy Witchy White Women. The album is smooth and sleek at times as demonstrated by Face Cuts and Watching Evil Empires Fall Apart. And the album is, above all, forward-thinking….as demonstrated by the triumphant Making Progress.

Most importantly, Flashy, the new album by Detroit’s Electric Six, is a beacon of liberty in an ocean of communism. If you love America, you will buy this record. You are either with us or you are with David Geffen.

Flashy by Electric Six will be released on Metropolis Records on Oct. 21 in North America. See the band on the Hittin’ The Walls and Workin’ The Middle tour is it chugs through the United States, Spain, the UK and Ireland this fall.

unchecked sledgehammer aggression day

http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewProfile&friendID=166664098

i suggest "fuck u 2" and "kill you"

life is good as HELL i am in MAUI (kihei)

drove all over the island. saw rain and sunshine and i love all of this shit. tiny little places to live in for a bajillion dollars, i don't care. i could do it. the one place with wireless shit kindof sucks, but everything else here is the fucking shit.

there are chickens everywhere and somebody had a peacock in the road

everybody drives monster trucks and giant jeeps

there's an irish pub that plays soccer games ALL FUCKING DAY LONG OH GOD YEAH

shit is expensive except produce so i wouldn't get too fat i guess, which is disappointing considering my get fat now plan

KEEP ON ROCKIN AT GUITAR WORLD

THIS TIME TOMORROW

I'LL BE IN MAUI BITCHH

this

song

is

the

fucking

shit


EDIT: peter gabriel must suck twenty cocks by midnight

YES

oh
my
god

lol
lol
lol

it just never stops in kanye's world

i'm on a youtube GOLD roll

"just what carl mccoy had in mind LOL"