Leviathan

“…trampled to death by a group of particularly unruly toddlers.”

Honestly, I feel like I’m as far left as you can get but I’m not on the list. I’ve said some intense stuff on here and I’m not on it

If you push them 364 days a year you actually might want to vote for them

I’m sorry, Panda. I’ve been trying to like it for a long time but it’s just not for me.

Probably the only time this phrase will be uttered.

This song has good lyrics, but dammit is it one of the worst songs I’ve ever heard.

He married Wendy’s granddaughter, I think.

the coming of the Elves.

Must be a pretty hot chapter.

This, but unironically.

YouTube-thumbnail-ass face.

It’s actual, honest to goodness, transparent Russian propaganda because they realise they don’t need to be clever anymore to reach their target audience.

Yeah, I never really got it when people started listening to things on shuffle. I like albums. I recently got rid of Spotify and going back to just having albums and VLC on my phone is so nice.

Malls weren’t cool either, spending time in these monuments to consumerism wasn’t a good thing. I didn’t stop going to malls because of cell phones, I stopped going to malls because I’d rather be outside or go to a show.

This Vonnegut reads a lot like Bukowski.

Probably because everyone generally hates the French more.

Nah. Fuck the USA and FIFA both.

They’re friends of friends and as I understand it this band started out as a joke they did for a show and it was so fun they kept doing it. They have another band that I’m a fan of and you can clearly hear the guitarist’s style in that one too. This is just their Funky Microtonal Alien Math Rock Disco band where they speak gibberish, wear funny costumes and make songs vaguely about hotdogs.

Comedy is the last bastion of free speech

Jesus Christ, get a grip you fucking stupid scumbag.

What do you mean? You have football, hockey, baseball and you just had a world cup. Keep that economy afloat and don’t think about it too much.

Booty is in the eye of the beholder, son. Some men like em long and lean, some like em thick and mean, and there’s a person for everyone in-between.