Saw this and had the idea to write a children’s book about a seal who lives by a strict ethical code.
In Singapore. All those years of poor fathering have totally paid off with my dad’s platinum frequent flyer card. They just let you just come in here and make your own drinks. And it’s free! It seems the richer you are the freer everything gets. I had no idea! It’s totally insane.
First class lounge, motherfuckers! You can all go fuck yourselves. I’m the king of the fucking universe!
Going to India
See you in hell, mothersuckers!
Fresh and Clean
So I’m in the process of doing a big clean-up of my room. My room is usually very clean, I’m a tidy guy, but as my grandma used to say “If you think that can’t get any cleaner you’re a fucking idiot”. You see, I’m going to India tomorrow and my friend Eija is going to stay in my room while I’m away and it would be impolite of me to leave my room anything but impeccable for her. Plus, to be frank, I’m looking to impress her as she is totally awesome and super pretty. Despite evidence to the contrary I’m still of the belief that girls like clean guys. It’s actually a bit of a thing of mine, rather than exhibit traits that I know girls will like, I instead attempt mould myself into the type of guy girls should like. But regardless of any ulterior motives, it’s nice to have a clean room. Everything seems so much more at ease and organised with a clean room. The state of one’s room could be said to mirror the state of one’s mind. Which is all the more apt seeming for the next couple of weeks mine will be occupied by a cute Swedish girl.
Paranoid Rant #5
I hate rock stars so much. Dudes in bands are the worst dudes in the world. They think they have this sexy entitlement to have any girl they like. They don’t care if someone else has invested a lot of time and effort into wooing a young lady. They just walk in and take her. It makes me sick! The fact is 83% of dudes in bands are only in bands because of the free sex. They don’t actually like music, they just strap on a guitar because they know it comes with a lifetime supply of blowjobs. I propose that any dude wishing to be in a band be castrated. You can choose music or your penis, but you can’t have both.
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Graze - Animal Collective
Opening track from the new Animal Collective EP, Fall Be Kind. From beginning as an emotive and lush space-ballad, the song flips out into what I can only describe as some weird-ass pan-pipe led hootenanny. Your move, everyone else.
The cover of The Economist this week is genius.
