Breakfast Jack at Tiffany’s
Big Mac Lebowski
Hot Dogma
Fight Wendy’s Chicken Club
Murder Burger by Death
Resevoir Chili Cheese Dogs
The Green Burrito Hornet
The French Toast Sticks Connection
Breakfast Jack at Tiffany’s
Big Mac Lebowski
Hot Dogma
Fight Wendy’s Chicken Club
Murder Burger by Death
Resevoir Chili Cheese Dogs
The Green Burrito Hornet
The French Toast Sticks Connection
The wonder of context is to retell the same ambiguous story, from an otherwise uneventful weekend, over and over to different people:
I finally went and saw Avatar with my friend. She felt the same way about it that I did, I think. Frivolous spending for an underweight story that has been told eons before, and will be told many times to come. View full article »
I’m not a twit, twat, tweeter, or user of twitter. Instead of avoiding it and not caring about it, I simply cannot find a way to make it useful for my own life, unlike our celebrity friends. An article on msn.com today pointed out that SnoopDogg is now on twitter and we call follow him. Well, surely I clicked on… View full article »

“Hi. I’m Wilfred Brimley and I have Diabetes. It hurts me to pee and it causes me to be short with my family. I can’t sleep at night. The other day I stubbed my toe and I took it out on the dog. And two weeks ago I ran out of vanilla ice cream and struck my wife. Then I find out my wife’s been dead for six years. Who the hell did I hit?!!” Family Guy, 2005.
The revolution will not be televised.
The revolution will not be brought to you by the
Schaefer Award Theatre and will not star Natalie
Woods and Steve McQueen or Bullwinkle and Julia.
The revolution will not give your mouth sex appeal.
The revolution will not get rid of the nubs.
The revolution will not make you look five pounds
thinner, because the revolution will not be televised, Brother.