12.28.2007
12.17.2007
More From the Boy Who Called Me Cockmaster Flex
I'm not certain, but I'm pretty sure this is exactly what the inventors of text messaging and picture phones had in mind.
Brother: Hey tard
Me: Yes?
Brother: Hi
Me: Hello.
Brother: Samtsirch yrrem
Me: What the fuck was that? Klingon?
Brother: No its back words
Me: Detpoda era uoy
Brother: [Picture of a bowel movement]
Me: You must be pretty proud of that. You've sent it to me twice now.
My Mom: Warning! dont open the photos mike sends! Lisa :-)
Brother: [New picture of a different bowel movement]
Brother: I love u to bed d-bag xoxo
Brother: Hey tard
Me: Yes?
Brother: Hi
Me: Hello.
Brother: Samtsirch yrrem
Me: What the fuck was that? Klingon?
Brother: No its back words
Me: Detpoda era uoy
Brother: [Picture of a bowel movement]
Me: You must be pretty proud of that. You've sent it to me twice now.
My Mom: Warning! dont open the photos mike sends! Lisa :-)
Brother: [New picture of a different bowel movement]
Brother: I love u to bed d-bag xoxo
12.11.2007
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12.06.2007
12.05.2007
Matt's Domain
What did narcissists do before blogs and MySpace? They made personal web sites.
Man, I was so cool. I knew basic HTML!
Courtesy of the WaybackMachine.
Man, I was so cool. I knew basic HTML!
Courtesy of the WaybackMachine.
Aural Pleasure
I came across this clip of a string quartet covering Sugar We're Going Down on Katie's blog. I couldn't agree with her assessment more. I was thinking "damn, this is really good" then halfway through, I realized I only had one headphone in. I put in the other and immediately went back to the beginning.
Katie, if you read this, please tell me where you found that.
Katie, if you read this, please tell me where you found that.
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