Mike Tyson, GNR, NWA: these are what got me through 1988.
You know when your dog looks at you with its head cocked to one side, half “… go on” and half “I used to be a wolf”?
-is when I knew Patricia will have whatever she wants in this world. Her power of expression is simply sublime.
Uh, no Mr. Mudd and Mr. Gold?
'fuck v-necks i'm the rapper to invest in'
Get Your War On got me through those early post 911 years. Thank you David.
I tried this on a cop once. Totally works!
I'm pretty sure not considering I spend the time staring at the inside of my medicine cabinet while brushing my teeth.
I just got my last paycheck for a job. That was a bonus.
One of the best trolls out there. Here here, Hitch.
It just makes me want to unscrew my cyanide tooth.