February 2012
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December 2011
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November 2011
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These are a few of my favorite things.
June 2011
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April 2011
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March 2011
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January 2011
5 posts
Double Gay for Aaron Rodgers.
Aaron Rodgers gif party post
aarongodgers:
I didn’t make these, just resized them for tumblr.
And then here’s some I made recently.
bonus Donald Driver dance
TOO MUCH TO HANDLE.
Adventures in Sitting: List of People I Saw at... →
adventuresinsitting:
College-age Bro with so many wings in his mouth that his cheeks were puffed out like a chipmunk’s.
Waitress carrying a tray with the following drink items on it: glass of red wine, bottle of corona, mountain dew. Can’t decide which is more incorrect.
Clown, who, incidentally, was a guy named…
She forgot the young balding gay man across the table from her.
This is for Tom.
I recently unsubscribed from facebook. Here is to this potentially showing up in Tom’s tumblr feed.
http://www.wired.com/autopia/2011/01/in-memoriam-ten-cars-we-lost-in-2010/
November 2010
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October 2010
3 posts
WatchApparently “whip your hair” is symbolic for being truthful to yourself. When I was nine that meant building lego cities, pretending I was C3PO, and sending Barbie’s dreamcar down the driveway full of firecrackers. Apparently now it means Jackson Pollocking some walls with your weave. The only reason I even had a vague idea of symbolism was because Sister Audry attempted to...
Be Honest
adventuresinsitting:
Are you picking your nose right now?
September 2010
1 post
August 2010
5 posts
Taste
Making a sign for the bathroom.
If it’s yellow,
let it mellow.
If it’s brown,
flush it down.
If it’s red,
baby dead.
Every return home I become inflicted with a week or two of middle school dead baby toilet humor. It probably has something to do with my shelves of Star Wars collectibles and walls of Packers SuperBowl XXXI posters. Or maybe just maybe being at home brings out...
Jonsi covers MGMT Time to Pretend
I will miss...
Dreads
Dreads are a really nice nice way of not having to tell people you do drugs.
Simultaneously, how bad would that suck to be the cousin at reunions that everyone assumes has weed.
May 2010
4 posts
You don’t have to call me your boo just as...
Wingman
A good Wingman helps you get a number at da bars. A Great Wingman checks to make sure the toilet seat is down before he goes to bed.
St. Vincent - All My Stars Aligned
This past...
April 2010
4 posts
Every night I tell my brother that I Love him.
He always tells me that he Likes me.
It’s our thing.
When I try to hug him he punches me and I yell, “Hate Crime”
Gay Dads
My dad asked my mom to change the channel tonight because he had, “…already seen Two Weeks Notice 4 or 5 times.”
March 2010
39 posts
“David Frum, a fellow at the American Enterprise Institute, the conservative...”
– “Political Memo: G.O.P. Faces Drawbacks of United Stand on Health Bill,” The New York Times (via essdogg)
“But will this bill cover male Republicans who suffer from the pre-existing...”
– http://twitter.com/robdelaney (via robdelaney)
This guy is always making me laugh.
Should I choose smoothest course, steady as a beating drum?
Should I marry Kocoum?
Is all my dreaming at an end?
Or do you still wait for me Dream Giver, just around the riverbend?
My mom wants to bone Jack Nicholson.
Luke my Brother walks in and says ” Who would you rather bone, Jack Nicholson or Meg Ryan?”
Before I can respond with the obligatory, “Jack Nicholson now or 1978?” my mom enters the room and immediately interjects, “OH Jack Nicholson, duh.”
Wilco - Solitaire
It's always daisy-time: hump day complaints →
When you go to the beach (or, in the midwest, a strip of mud lining a lake), all you see are other human bodies lying like porpoises on glorified gravel. Ef the beach. Its dirty and messy, all that oil, sweat, water, sunscreen in your eyes, no food, or if there is food, its too warm/waterlogged to…
Next week we will have nothing but post-pubescent sleepovers and nasty sand flea infested...
Girls have balls too. They are called ovaries.
The Thing About Milwaukee
One of Milwaukee’s best attributes is its uncanny ability to boost your ego. Go out for a night, feeling your schlumpiest, and you will be the hottest person at ‘da bars’. There are so many beer-gutted dudebros in Brewer’s tees that no matter what rag you are wearing you are bound to look like Jude Law in comparison. Or if you dress like me a gaydudebro that just got off...