If I’d been a teenager in 81 instead of a toddler this would be my embarrassing youthful subculture attachment:1 Which reminds me of this sketch from Big Train that kills me: Notes:Not really all that different from my embarrassing youthful … Continue reading
So there’s this random girl rocking out on the street, out loud. And golly she’s a looker. And then suddenly she’s beside you, and holding your hand! And the two of you go back to your place, and make out! … Continue reading
When someone finally invents animated tattoos I want an arm full of these lovely bones: [from The Monster Club (1980), music by Night] Maybe NSFW.
Da-doo doo doo doo doo “They don’t think about how the popsicles got in the freezer,” da-doo doo doo doo doo “or where sidewalk chalk comes from.” da-dum da da da da dum “They don’t wonder how the hotdogs got … Continue reading
Each time I see the first half of this Lay’s commercial I think of Shirley Jackson’s The Lottery. C’mon, I can’t be alone here.
