Archive For The “fuck you- i’m still punk rock.” Category
And to Shirley McClaine‘s psychic friend lovin’ ass And to MechaStreisand And to Jean-Paul Gaultier And to Mumia Abu-Jamal And to Cedric the Entertainer‘s overrated ass And to Eric Balfour‘s not gettin’ enough work ass And to Kelly Clarkson‘s Girl Power-lite ass But most importantly, it’s a happy birthday to me!
I’d like to point out that there is nothing scarier than seeing your brand new, 21 ounce jar of garlic stuffed olives replaced with a half-eaten jar of olives after a night of dirty martinis. Luckily, I was informed that after a few drinks, we just started throwing back olives like they were going out [...]
Hi. Let me take this opportunity to rave about Gianna’s. I know that Gianna’s is a thorn in the side of most Philly vegans, but I’m all about giving people another chance. Part of this is due to the fact that I understand how businesses operate. Also, I’d rather give my business to a company [...]
Thanks to New Boyfriend, I am in the possession of an autographed ticket stub from Jello Biafra and we managed to exchange several sentences of small talk without me vomiting. Awesome Friday night, e-friends, awesome Friday night. <3<3<3<3
