Watching the Oscars from the slums of Mumbai, India.
You know, typical Sunday evening.
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I don't like to go to the store unless it's for beer or meat.
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- Paul Rudd can puke
- Louis CK
- Death of a Newspaper
- What a jerkoff
- Mornin' reads
- Internet Pimps
- This guy has the IQ of a fucking grape.
- GM
- hot links
- The Godfather
- Real Healthy
- Afternoon Reading
- Tree Man
- Speech
- Link, Bye Beer
- Star H.S Woman B-baller, Maybe
- Afternoon Reading
- Cave Dwellings
- No more politics today
- LOSER
- Chandra Levy case
- Maddoff the Cunt
- Free Throw Dunk
- Slumming it
- Mornin' reads
- Rum and coke
- Awful story in Esquire
- Biff gets bagged
- Roland Burris Step on Down
- Afternoon Reading
- Old Man Winter
- Poor/Rich it doesn't matter
- Dressed well
- Chicago Tea Party
- Snapple talk for a moment
- Starbury waits for the bus
- Wow, Weird.
- Mornin' reads
- RIP Shea Stadium
- NY Post Cartoon deemed racist
- Life Dictates
- Blog Update
- Single Ladies Remix feat. Obama
- Bye beer
- 200 years old is old
- Wow, I guess I hate people?
- Grammy's
- Doc Holliday, 2009!
- SEC is screwed
- Mango Salsa
- Super Hangover
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