People, if you’re going to rib me about anything, you have so much more to work with than the obvious. You fail at friendly lampooning. It sounds like your mad.
Please stop using my YouTube page as a flame-base. kthanx.– From the video’s YouTube page.
mayjah Your friend got a new haircut too, I see.
I’m not a big music person. I have a few artists I follow, some classical stuff, some one-offs… But I will say this: You should be listening to The Fratellis.
Mister… my family will pay cash. Whatever ransom you’re askin’ for, they pay it.
texburgher: TWOOTENANNY! Thanks @dascola for designing this kickass poster. Wait, the Vice President of The United States just told us not to travel by plane. So I guess I’ll start walking now.
ba•tra•cho•my•o•ma•chy (bæ-trê-kê-mai-om-ê-ki) ...
Damned Effective Marketing
toldorknown: I’m not sure I even noticed how many times it was repeated in the commercials at first. I know I didn’t think of it as a tag line. Yet now I find that it’s the precise phrase I not only say to others, but think to myself. There’s an app for that. @nevenmrgan
thememegeneration: First, there’s no way to save a list of people on the FlightControl thing, and I’m not gonna search for everyone each time. Second, there are people who have landed over 2000 planes in one game? That’s gotta be some wacky bullshit. I discount those scores. There’s a way to cheat that makes the game easy, but I’m not saying how. Let’s just say it looks like...
Very clever, Flickr guy. →
jasonpermenter: Flickr thumbnails making a mosaic? I love it. (Brought to your attention by my friend @colene.) This is very very cool.
I showed your Mom my first 16.
I liked this so hard.
GUYS. I HAVE NO IDEA WHO HEIDI AND SPENCER ARE BUT...
Heidi interrupted the Jets/Raiders game in 1968. Spencer makes wacky gifts. You can find them in your favorite mega-mall. Hope this helps.
I generally loathe voicemail...
…but the ones that start with “Hi, it’s me. Nothing important…” are my favorites. I always keep at least one of those in my mailbox to listen to again.
This is what I'm talking about...
I’m now following jaydensmommie after noticing she reblogged the same thing I reblogged, including almost the exact same excerpt, before I did. Also, she seems cool and has boobs.
Texts From Last Night →
(via srslainey) I started following these guys a while back on twitter. It’s hit-and-miss, and their tweets are somewhat spammy, but there are some ell oh ells in there.
Ben says that they’ve anticipated this type of attack and they have numerous...– (via The Meme Generation)
I was going to post my first 16 tweets, but that shit is GOLD and I’m so reusing it…
This has all happened before and it will all...
Every online community goes through the same thing. People show up, people leave. People get followed/unfollowed/blocked/banned. New people don’t get it and fade out. New people get it and shine. People explain how things should work. People agree and disagree. People change their posting style or frequency or name. People get butthurt. People rally behind something. The landlord...
// // Dear maintainer: // // Once you are done trying to 'optimize' this routine, // and have realized what a terrible mistake that was, // please increment the following counter as a warning // to the next guy: // // total_hours_wasted_here = 16 // (From a Google search for “best code comments”)
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(via sniffyjenkins) ENIGMA FLESHMEN CUTPEEP Yeah, I’m counting that as three words. Bite. Me.
the swedish word for "the end"
ragbag: is slut. imagine my surprise when leafing to the final page of a swedish children’s book.
Of dads and moms
delgrosso: I don’t have any children (and won’t). I have a hard enough time making sure my cat and dog don’t run up huge Pay-Per-View porn bills or complete that doomsday device they’ve been working on in the basement. But you know what? To every single one of you who raised or is raising a child: you are my fucking heroes. And you are all doing it right. That is all. I could have written...
Because you know it's true
anderrhea: The 20 male poses of Facebook.