Ever wondered who the “she” is in all those Bikini Kill songs? It’s her.Comments/Enlarge |
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How would you rather spend eternity: listening to Doors fans sob over the alcoholic loser you got buried next to or continually pushing a rock up a hill only to have it roll back down at the top EVERY FUCKING TIME. We’ll take the boulder.Comments/Enlarge |
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Like the proverbial girl who won't shut her yap about how to give a blowjob, reading a freshman-year philosophy book in public is the surest sign of a man who knows less about life than an Australian Chili Peppers aficionado.
