On this week’s episode we learn that something seemingly lighthearted like breakfast has a surprising dark history. Find out if corn flakes can stop you from self pleasuring yourself.
This week’s recipe that we will actually do: French toast
Go listen to awesome folks talking food!
Horse The Band -The Failure Of All Things
Sorry for the scales and scabs on my skin
My fists break
And I just can’t take it
Sorry for the sores and holes in my heart
There’s no love or life for either of us
You are alone and living in the desert
Finding time to accept
I’m sorry I’m a fucking monster
I wasn’t there but I think that something was
I was in love
I still believe I am
These stony fingers steal from you
When these damned arms draw you in
Won’t look at me
Won’t speak to me
I am sorry you rotted like the waste of the vine
Even flesh and blood
Even heart and bone
Now open your eyes
And now say it
I’m the broken lamp man with the telephone injuries
My apologetic arms want to sing you to sleep
You dry heave when I ring and I ring
You knew I was broken and you got what you wanted
You got what you wanted
I’m certain that the cats are still hungry
I wasn’t there but I know that something was
I was in love
I’m sorry that you’re dead
Sex Raptor by Horse The Band
Anyone care to dance?
Movies directed by Satoshi Kon (October 12, 1963 – August 24, 2010)
“I don’t care what happens to me. I don’t even care what happens to the world. But, I’m bringing Rei back!”
My client, Dr. Tracksuit, is preparing to set up shop in Seattle this weekend.
Bought one month after launch, our PS3 died suddenly today of massive internal failure, during an episode of Pokemon XY. Because it has survived so so long, we don’t feel empty. We were so fortunate it lasted so long. It’s statistically ridiculous. But I personally came to terms with the moment long ago, and was ready for it.
Despite appearances, our PS2 still functions. No parent should have to bury their child.