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June 2012

Elizabeth Banks: I pretend I’m Chelsea Handler to stay anonymous | Fox News → foxnews.com

Unintentional burn?

Jun 30, 20124 notes
Jun 29, 201211 notes
“Have a bean-a-riffic day.” —

Insufferable barista at Bean. Not sure if something from the employee manual, or just naturally annoying. 

UPDATE: Now he’s singing along to “Let it Be” substituting the word “bean” for “be.” 

Jun 29, 201220 notes
#get out of here dean pelton #am i in hell?
Jun 29, 201216 notes
#i mean kim chi and yogurt and stuff #don't care about beer #i'm not one of those
“Because no official complaints about the name were received during a three-month comment period, Australia’s trademark authority permitted the “Nuckin Futs” trademark to be issued for a brand of snack products.” —Bloomberg
Jun 29, 20128 notes
Jun 28, 201214 notes
“You a dead nigga. I’mma kill you. Right here, right now you fuckin’ pussy-ass faggot.” —Shouted outside my window just now by..oh God… a man holding a…a… Wait. That’s a squirt gun. Phew.
Jun 28, 201213 notes
#and then they chased each other around the street laughing #everything turned out better than expected
Jun 28, 201258 notes
#krispy kreme
Jun 28, 201218 notes
Jun 28, 201210 notes
#bitch i ain't your garbage man
Jun 28, 201212 notes
#when i say krispy #you say kreme
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Jun 26, 20128 notes
Jun 26, 201216 notes
#idk
“Virtue slipped into my shoe / No I will not misconstrue / More rockin’ more rockin’ now doobley do / Dancin’ down your avenue” —

SongMeanings | Lyrics | Red Hot Chili Peppers - Funky Monks

Every few years I try and fail to appreciate the Red Hot Chili Peppers. I got this far into BloodSugarSexMagik and was just like, “enough.”

Jun 26, 20126 notes
#will always hate this band
Jun 26, 20123 notes
Jun 26, 20122 notes
#Whatever #It's interesting!
Jun 25, 201216 notes
#jk she's still a big baby about everything
Play
Jun 25, 20127 notes
#laundry's dry

Morning Subway Ride

College Girl: I just, I think God is really testing me right now. All this is new for me. The garbage, the bugs. The humidity. I’m from Colorado!

Old Black Lady Across Aisle: [Epic Stinkeye]

My brain: Welp, surely that’s the most depressing thing I’m going to witness today.

Evening Subway Ride

Obviously gay man silently listens to headphones, eyes closed.

Teen boys giggle across the train, daring each other to say, “We don’t like gay people” progressively louder.

Gay man winces, pretends not to hear.

My brain:

Jun 25, 201220 notes
“And suddenly, it becomes a lot easier to imagine a future where A Place to Bury Strangers are known less for their effects pedals than the affect they peddle.” —

A Place to Bury Strangers: Worship | Album Reviews | Pitchfork

Jun 25, 201214 notes
#'suddenly'
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