Check out these links or die tryin.
- A map of where every bad guy died in Die Hard. It makes dying a little less… hard. Okay, that didn’t really make sense, but then again, so’s your face. |NextRound|
- 10 sport domain names that need to exist. Why? Because 11 would’ve been too many. |Uncoached|
- The Kindle Three helps you read, even if you can’t read. Every Fox exec would own one of these. |CollegeHumor|
- Chris Brown is working on his new album. It’s gonna be a knockout. |RealTalkNY|
- Five disturbing Sam Raimi moments. I can’t believe the time he raped your mother at a hobo sex party isn’t on here. Oh yeah, I went there. |ScreenJunkies|
- “Hot Sluts, Episode One.” Okay, you have my attention. |Atom|
- “Yo, Dude, did you see my new TV? It’s rape free.” |BoingBoing|
- Man, between this chick and Susan Boyle, the gossip rags really can’t stop rubbing really ugly people in my face. Ugly people should just, like, stop. |DailyFill|
- Venn Diagrams of movies vs. their “urban” counterparts. So apparently a Venn Diagram is one of those overlapping circle graphs. Meanwhile, the Venn Diaphragm was discontinued early on due to unwieldyness. |HolyTaco|
- Check it out, a tribute montage to Jay Leno. Sort of. |Videogum|
SITE NEWS: I pulled an all-nighter, folks. Turns out lugging all your worldly possessions up four flights of stairs takes a long time. Oh, and thanks to the NYPD for the parking ticket. “Are you giving me a ticket? I’m just unloading.” “You can’t park here.” “So where should I park? Where are people supposed to park when they’re moving?” “…Sir, I’ve already started writing the citation. I can’t just tear it up now.” “Yes, God forbid. That’s cool, I’ll just pay you $100. Wouldn’t want to be a bother.” Anyway, long story short, no sleep = expect weirdness. And typos.

no sleep = expect weirdness. And typos.
And no COTW undoubtedly.
Where’d you move to, BTK?
I can’t imagine carrying a laptop, sweat pants, a bean bag and handi-snacks as being that difficult.
Congrats on getting out of your Mom’s basement.
Some times after I get out of your mom’s basement, I like to spray down her front porch.
Where’d you move to, BTK?
Considering he mentions a police presence, I’m going to have to guess that he’s anywhere but Harlem.
Your “all-nighter” needs more meth, homeless hookers, and piano wire, Grasshopper.
You really shouldn’t rub ugly people in your face; that can cause acne.
Vince, is that finishing on her boobs? I’m not familiar with your “big city” lingo.
Seriously, moving sucks for real.
Nice games this weekend Donk. It’s over.
*pats Donk on ass*
Nice game.
I hope I can read my Penthouse Forums on the Kindle Three…
You should move the way I do. A gas can, one match, and never look back.
Speed it up, Vinnie. Andy Milonakis needs a new post in which to justify his “art.”
You should move the way I do. A gas can, one match, and never look back.
Where were you when I was getting divorced?
*FOUR* flights of stairs?
“Well we’re movin on up,
To the east side.
To a deluxe apartment in the sky.
Movin on up
To the east side.
We finally got a piece of the pie.”
Actually, Lince, now that He thinks about it, unless you are moving to a shithole to save costs to survive on a dying blog, He really doesn’t want to know where the fuck your going.
The thing i hate worst about moving is making sure i’m 500 feet away from school yards and introducing myself to my new neighbors as a sex offender.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cWyu1KJyNU4
Damn. I’ve been reading your blog for a long time, but only the sheer awesomeness of the Venn Diaphragm concept could compel me to register so I could comment. Well played.