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The burning question though, is how many pictures of Native Americans does Johnny Depp have in his wallet?
Great job staying cool and current, John Mayer.
I will only endorse this movie if it stars the ghost of MCA as Sir Stewart Wallace as Himself. (RIP)
He somehow managed to get to the point where his image now 100% revolves around obnoxious shades. He is nothing now but a giant pair of blowhard glasses.
You should see ii irl. I feel like I represented it pretty well.
Ugh so huge, sorry!
Good grief, Bono. Somehow when I was a kid I thought you were possibly the coolest guy in the universe. Your status continues to drop considerably as I (we) get older.
It’s not easy to get a digital keyboard to go out of tune, but somehow this guy managed it pretty well.
1. Drive around high crashing into stuff
2. Tweet like a crazypants
3. Freak out randomly in public
4. Throw bong dangerously out of window to avoid arrest
5. ???
6. PROFIT.
I was just outside taking a stroll thinking “something is not quite right, why am I mildly uncomfortable?”. And then I realized it was the mild humidity and and half-assed sunshine, and I was like “Fuck June!” #socalproblems
Word on the street is that they seriously spent 20 MILLION DOLLARS $$$$$$$ on this commercial.
Riff Raff and a Kurt Cobain impersonator do not come cheap, apparently.
Yeah, I have strong suspicions that dudes are not necessarily her thing.
“Didn’t go as planned.” Uhhh, and that plan was…?
Oh wow I totally forgot about Summer Jamz. One of my favorite things about this time of year.
There are several very annoying things about this video. But worst of all is the skinny vertical iPhone recording. When is this going to stop being a thing?? YOU CAN JUST TURN THE PHONE SIDEWAYS PEOPLE.
He’s going to poop his pants if he keeps walking around flexing his abs that hard.
“Hey, I know I’m like probably almost twice your age, but once in middle school I did a report on Catcher in the Rye, so like, I totally know what’s up.” – Me, getting some serious action at the bar tonight
If you’ve seen the epic motion picture Superman III, you know that Superman *does* have sex. But only with bimbo girlfriends of evil super-villain CEOs after he’s been half-debilitated by tainted pseudo-kryptonite given to him by Richard Pryor that doesn’t take away his powers but only makes him a horny douchebag.
This dude I work with is getting married in a couple of weeks, so obviously everyone got together for donuts and champagne at 10am this morning, because that’s what you do? Anyway today has henceforth been pretty groovy and I actually got some work done (I think – I could also have very easily been lying under my desk air-typing imaginary forms, but what’s the diff really).
Totally! Bring some pizza.
He forgot his dancing partner!
Remote Controlled Pizza Plane is the name of my new band.


























The French Press pun is pretty good, and then there’s also this: