Monthly Archives: August 2010

He’s not just a College myth. He appears from thin air, crashes lame parties, does a 3-minute keg stand, and then vanishes…he’s the greatest party animal you’ve never seen. And he’s from the future.

Steam punk could be the cheapest style or the most expensive, but either way–when the apocalypse actually arrives, how much mechanical engineers will we truly have at our disposal?

She may have to sensually rub down the sweaty and socially inept all day, but her smile says, “fuck it, at least they’re paying me.”

I couldn’t have said it better myself, shirt.

Isn’t it a bit terrifying to think that there are some dudes who would rather see you IN this kind of uniform than OUT of it?

At a certain age, you rationalize that there probably isn’t any real magic in the world. But every so often, something happens along to make you second-guess yourself.

When it comes time for her to “rebel,” she’s not gonna have anywhere to go but down. It’s the price she’ll pay for having “cool” parents.

Preaching the apocalypse should be a young-person’s game. The level of concern and immediacy depletes when you’re being told “you’re going to die soon” by an Asian woman with one foot in the grave and the other on a banana … Continue reading →

Cute girls and good food are a match made in heaven, but in a world of too-skinny bitches and shitty-quick grub, you’ll just have to settle for a model and a pretzel.

I guess they’re right when they say that you should never meet your heroes.