You may recall that about a year and a half ago another one of the city’s dangling plotlines was suddenly wrapped up with the capture of James Whitey Bulger, now on trial for his decades-long crime spree. (It’s long been speculated that Bulger may…
People wonder why music journalists are so grumpy all the time. At least they would if a single person in the world actually cared what music journalists think. But consider this, we’re accustomed to the idea of post traumatic stress disorder among those who labor in dangerous professions, soldiers, and so on. We pretty much have the exact same job. Except instead of bullets we spend our days dodging projectiles of musical excrement hurled at our faces day over and over. We’re out here on the frontlines taking heavy fire, so that you, the good music-stealing citizens of the world can sleep soundly at night. Practically heroes, I suppose you might say.
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Think as soon as we stop thinking of each other as friends and realize we’re all just content providers, everyone will step their Facebook game up a notch.Mean that IRL too. Provide some content or I’m [x]ing your face button.
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As someone who has in fact been fat at a few different stages of my life, and is about one year of marriage and 30 more deliveries from Gerry’s Italian Kitchen away from getting back to the promised land again, it’s not racist when I say that fat people are gross. But if you’re going to insist on being fat yourself in this day and age, despite all the significant strides in body shame deodorant commercials and “True Blood” have made in teaching you to feel shitty about yourself, here are a few quick tips you can follow to lessen your visual impact on the rest of us less disgusting, more reasonably-appetited humans. Step number one: Try not to be so fat all the time. Have you tried that? OK, fine, then here are your remaining options. via
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My favorite part is how she contradicts herself in one awkward gaff after another, and yet still someone manage to sell both competing concepts accurately. “You wouldn’t be a punk without any…with studs.” Exactly. Same thing.
Whatever, here are some pictures. I was all psyched to take a thousand pictures of how dumb everyone looked, but then I started to feel like a creep, so I dunno, job well done, American youth? Like 50 more images of fucked up teenagers in those silly fluorescent hats and American flags after the jump.